(Circa 2008)

I wonder of living in a life, in a home,
scattered with open books rewriting the future as it unfolds.
With no empty picture frames and nothing wasted on a blanket of dust.
Bliss, relaxation, and a comfort you can trust.

Two toothbrushes and an unmade bed fit for the sweetest.

And no matter what, knowing that everyday is the best day of my life.