Deep breath.

my breath comes easily, un bated;

unafraid of company,

my hands are happily sitting, not anxious not sweating, embraced by knitted sleeves that reach farther than needed, providing something warm and reassuring to grasp at;

and my eyes, my eyes can stare they can stare into nothing as a million worlds collide in periphery.

I’m free to wonder what happened to Monday and what will happen to Wednesday, to ponder the tears that fall when they are completely free to do so,

they can do so because I am home.

my candle licks ravenously at the air, it’s fumes combine with the embrace that She is.

Home is gentle, She always greats me at the door

I don’t have to wait till I'm inside to feel her warmth,

the place where I belong, the place I built and stamped myself upon. The greatest feeling,

Unrivalled, coming home.