My Journey Home
Kia ora e hoa,
Friday night turns into Saturday morning. It's roughly 2 am. A six-hour delayed ferry crossing didn't help. All that mattered is that I finally made it. All the way home, I made it.
Why the dramatic account?
Because that is how it felt.
I'm just so happy to be home now. And I've been spending this week just getting settled back in my hometown…