Rae's thoughts, her comfort, her release, her centre, her haven.
Monday, April 20, 2009
traveller
I realize that the times when I leave my house and don't see it for days, where I change to go to the next event from the clothes in my car, when the next hour is unplanned but ends up being a great time anyway, is when I feel the most at home.
3 comments:
wow. hmph.
i can relate, i guess its more about the freedom of not knowing what comes next...or having to report it to someone first.
I guarantee that you might not feel the same if you didn't have a stable place to call home to get "away" from
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