Dec 09, 2006 01:34
It's been balls to the wall for so long, it always is this time of year. Things are different tho, I can take care of what I have to. Thats new, it's a new me that can.
For so long I didn't have a home. Growing up, home wasn't. Then Esplanade was home, then it wasn't. My house on almond wasn't home, it was the night on the deck of bob's defunct houseboat talking to Beathy that made that place home.
now.... the world isn't home, I still don't live in reality. Yet there are so many places that are home.
I need to list them, because I don't have the time to get what I need from my friends again.
Home is:
Doom with my girls.
The smell of my theater.
My bed, once I've cocooned.
The shop at STL.
Mikie-san's hug.
Jodi's hug.
Lou's hug.
Lou's bedroom. (not THAT way you dirty peoples)
Jodi's couch.
Puzzle's divers seat.
My chair at Tony's.
Gaming with Matt.
The Dive shop when we're gaming.
The tables at Cantina.
Doing something stupid with Linz.
The "Maxal Chair" with toonz.
Phoning with Lou.
Phoning with Jodi.
Phoning with Matt.
Phoning with Linz.
Phoning with Bre.
My home isn't, but there's a list of where home is. It's both shorter and longer than I thought.