Monday, December 22, 2003
Safe, warm, comfortable. Home is truly where the heart is.
I've never lived in this house, but it feels more like home than anywhere I've ever lived. I've never raised a hand to help do anything much towards painting, decorating, shelf-building, or other manly pursuit but I feel that I belong here. Pictures of me are on the wall, notes about me are on the calendar, thoughts of me are in the air. I love being here. It settles me and reminds me what really is important. I owe to myself to never be in a hospital bed here.
I've never lived in this house, but it feels more like home than anywhere I've ever lived. I've never raised a hand to help do anything much towards painting, decorating, shelf-building, or other manly pursuit but I feel that I belong here. Pictures of me are on the wall, notes about me are on the calendar, thoughts of me are in the air. I love being here. It settles me and reminds me what really is important. I owe to myself to never be in a hospital bed here.
