Coming Home

I had a bad day. Well, it was a great day with my boyfriend. But coming home to a family which seems to be alright but actually is more than broken just makes me run into the forest and small valleys around our village.
I sometimes just lie on the meadow, music on and sing real loud. (Probably the reason why there's an electric fence now, I might have disturbed the cows on the field next to me. )
Or I play around with my cam and that's what happens then.