Lights will guide you home

Maybe it's being back in a place i used to call home. Maybe it's the rain. Maybe it's the Christmas lights. Maybe it's Christmas.
But i'm just feeling out of sorts.
Maybe it's loneliness.
Maybe it's remorse.

Maybe it's wisdom reminding me of what i already know.

Today, i ate a gingerbread man and had a chai latte. I also had a skim latte whilst waiting for the bus because my soul needed some coffee to go with the rain and Christmas lights. I am listening to Josh Groban's When you say you love me and dreaming in the bus.
Everything passes me by.