Toto, I have a feeling we’re not abroad anymore

Breeonna Combs

Toto, I have a feeling we’re not abroad anymore

My first morning (late afternoon) that I woke up in my own bed in Arizona was so strange. I didn’t hear horns blaring nonstop. People shouting to one another from across the way. I didn’t eat hardboiled eggs, bread, and black coffee for breakfast. I didn’t spend the whole day exploring places so unfamiliar to me. What I did do was lay on the couch all day, binge-watching Netflix in my pajamas.

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