I woke up this morning, with a calling... Wells. I wanted to be back there. I never thought I'd choose that place over Bristol, but my heart told me I needed to be home. I missed my friends, and everything familiar to me. I never get home sick. So why now?
As I traveled around the city, I took a few last minute snaps to remind me of my time here.
Arriving into my hometown, I'd never noticed before what a sweet smell Wells has. Maybe it was the flowers that hung from baskets, but everything just seemed to make sense, once more. So, now it was time for pizza with some great people!
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