“There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.” I’ve gotta say that I quite agree with dear Dorothy on that one. I miss my home. There are moments when I wish I could borrow Dorothy’s ruby slippers and with three clicks of my heels and those magic words, be transported back to home sweet home. But alas, I can’t and I wouldn’t really want to do that anyway. I’m still having trouble sleeping and I think that is a HUGE contributor to this sudden attack of homesickness.