I am such a homebody. Don't get me wrong, I love hanging out with friends, visiting people, going places, but when it gets to evening time and I'm looking at being gone all evening (sometimes even over night), I look around my room and suddenly feel oh so melancholy.
Everything seems to fade away as the radio provides a little "music to be melancholy to" and I remind myself that I will have a good time and my comfy bed will not always be able to compare with the fellowship ... with a fellow human being. So I go. And I have a good time. And then I come back to my bedroom. :-)
..there's no place like home.
Disclaimer: This isn't really a picture of my bedroom. What? You thought I would really put a picture of my bedroom on here for all the world to see??? No way, Jose!!! One, my bedroom isn't the cleanest room you've ever seen and two, this one is so much prettier than mine. :-) So I "borrowed" it. :-) You wouldn't want to leave this bedroom either, would you? ;-)