Zucchini Bread

So someone at work brought in some zucchini bread. Being nice, I had some, and immediately my train of thought went something like this..."This isn't very good; my mom makes really good zucchini bread; my mom's is better; I don't like this one; maybe it would be better toasted with butter like at home-home; home; home; home; I miss home; sure would be nice to be at home; yah, I miss home(sniff)". So zucchini bread put me on the track for a little bit of homesickness...who would've thought. It was even worse when I heard about my dad brining home barkdust...I hate dealing with barkdust, but just hearing about it made me want to be back. I guess just because it's one of those everyday things that I miss. You're expected to miss the big events like birthdays, holidays, etc., but it's the little stuff in-between that is harder than the big ones. So that's me; I'm better today-got myself together, but probably due to turning around when I saw the zucchini bread again more than anything (told you it wasn't good).