Today I feel like singing

“I’m coming home, I’ve done my time, and now I gotta know what is and isn’t mine, I’m really still in prison, and my love she holds the key, a simple yellow ribbon is what I need to set me free, I wrote and told her please ‘tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree, it’s been three long years, do you still want me’ […] I can’t believe what I see, a hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree”, Frank Sinatra. Count down to go home. Hope do find 100 yellow ribbons, one for each friend who is happy to have me back. I’m all smiles already.

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