I’m back home in Brockville
I’m back home in Brockville for a few days. It’s really kind of weird, my parents are at work and my brothers are at school, so the house is empty save the dog and cat. The cat doesn’t want you near her (I don’t care that much, i’m allergic to it anyway) and the dog is not used to people being home, seeming a little bit attention deprived. There’s that overall detached feeling as well; my room isn’t really my room anymore, all my stuff is at school, it doesn’t have that personal feeling. Maybe it will allow me to get some work done. Maybe not.