Back home after about a month away...

I've been back home now after being away for about a month. I got back Thursday April 18th. It's only April 22nd right now - late Easter Sunday night - going into Monday 4 / 22; but it feels like I've been home for month, or more. The fact that time has been dragging by so much so far, I'm wondering... " is that a good thing, or a bad thing ? does it mean anything, or not really anything at all ? " It's highly probable that I'm simply over-thinking things like I typically do. I know I do that all too often.

While it is true that I'm thankful I'm home, still I can't help missing the simplicity of being in that place. In that place everything was " done " for me, to a high degree. Anyone staying there had none of the basic responsibilities of being in their own home. But I have to remember that along with not having those responbilities, that also meant that I didn't have any of the freedoms that I have in my own home. At least that's what I thought..... 

With " him " here... the " freedom " part is highly adjusted - let's call it. 

He determines what I should do... when I should do it... and how I should do it.

That's not what I'd call " freedom ", though in his mind he thinks he's doing the right thing.

I chose to have him here, so it's all on me... I knew how he was when I decided to let him back into my life... AGAIN.

So... Why did I let him back into my Life again ? .... hmmmmm ???? 

Love ?

That's what I tell myself.