I like being at home. No, actually, I LOVE being at home. I think I might have a tiny touch of that anxiety disorder in me where I hate to leave home.
But being at home today is totally refreshing to my soul. After being away for a week, it feels more than wonderful to sleep in my own bed, to walk through all the rooms of my house to see and feel everything here.
And besides being in my comforting home, it's been a beautiful morning. The fog in the morning, leaving the street damp, and the sky obscured by wispy moving clouds covering trees and houses is extraordinarily calming.
Home, foggy morning - I like it!
