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I think because I've been traveling a lot lately, with more travels still to come this summer, I'm thinking about how much I love coming home after being away, even for a short time. Sometimes coming home is the best part of going out! I just love the comfort and coziness and cleanliness of our space, and settling into familiar routines and rituals again after having them disrupted for a time (even if the disruption was pleasant). And I love being here with my partner T., even if we're just in our separate spaces doing our own things. I love that our home is a place where I can truly let my hair down, and I love that I share it with a person with whom I can truly just *be.*