Home Sweet Home

I'm home again. I'ts the best thing that can happen, although having a family upsets me sometimes. I'm so used to being alone. Anyway, I've started where I left off.
I missed the little creek where I used to spend most of my days as a child, so I went there to have a bath. The water was so cold. I floated in there for a long time, remembering the good times I've had. I realized it wasn't much. Anytime I thought something was good, something had to disappoint me. But I guess that's just the way of life. Can't undo what happens.
Anyway, it's the only place in the world where I feel I can be myself, with no one but the trees around me and the blue sky above me as I lie down in the water on top of the rock. I always feel at peace whenever I do that and time is always forgotten.
It's a place where I can talk aloud about my thoughts, without worrying if someone will overhear me.
I felt like it was ages since I was home the last time. Everything feels different. Even my sisters. Even though we still talk and share our secrets, I feel that they are much closer to each other than with me. I feel like a total stranger when they start to talk and I feel I don't always catch up with what they say. I make them repeat it over for me. As for my cat, I have to feel sorry for him. I feel bad when I see them kicking him. ( That's because they don't like cats, I'm the only one who does.)
I just hope I'll make up for the time I spent away from them this time. Even though I like to be by myself, I still think this is just too much.
Judy is not here to make me laugh. I left a few days ago and I miss Cayo already. I can't wait to go back. For my own reasons, even though I want to spend time with my family. Two things I feel are the most important (actually three), and I can only spend time with one.