Sometimes You Just Want To Go Home…

…and be safe and comfortable.

I’ve had a lot of homes over the course of my life and I’m really glad I have. But tonight, I just wanna go to the OG home, but it doesn’t exist anymore. I can go to Phoenix. I can see my home people, but not all together. Never all together and peaceful and safe again. I wish I could go there now. I wish I could get the kind of sleep I got knowing I was safe, loved, and protected. Beach when I believed with all of me that it would always be there. I don’t always miss that, but it’s been a rough night. And tonight, I miss it a lot. I wish it was still out there. I’d get in my car with Marty and drive to it. Even just for a day or two. Recharge.

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