Fountains of Joy

Lets keep it short and sweet, angelSo, this is what happens when I get labrinthitis and cabin fever. I was climbing the walls, really.

I never really realised that home can be anywhere you want it to be.

If I could choose, my home would be summer. It's not a genuine location, but I've always been a bit of a strange one...

And I can't wait. Genuinely can't wait for summer.

So, bring it on.