Monday, June 13, 2011
Ther is a place. A moment in space-time. Yes, that one right there. Where you finally came to your senses and realized where Home was. Some people have big profound experiences, others of us just know. Here's the silly thing. All this drama, and here I sit. The only one who seems to have recieved the memo that it was time to go Home. How is it that after telling me to not dive off the deep end I'm the only one thinking that cutting and coloring my hair is extreme? how is it possible that The craziest thing I've done is sunbathe on my patio? I feel as though things are a little backwards. and that's ok. I have my dog, I have my sunshine, I have a roof over my head and four walls supporting it, I have food in my cupboards,and a running truck. Does it get any better than this? I can only think of one thing better than this. Walking through those doors, recommend in hand, and knowing I am Home.