Laying on my back, looking at the light on the living room ceiling in my grandparents house. They finally sold it this year, and are doing well. I miss that place tho. I learned how to play poker, blackjack, Shoot a bow (poorly), play croquet, build stuff, etc there. Summers of me and my brothers hanging out, riding old school scooters around, eating cookies right out of the oven, waiting for Gramps to get home from work. 25 years... Gotta go visit em. Holy hell, pardon the nostalgia deluge