i am, as most are in this festive holiday spirit, in a mood of appreciation.
my wonderful, loving parents, who despite the intimidating statistics, have remained married and are gladly pursuing a road that doesn’t end in divorce.
the room i currently reside  in has remain nearly unchanged,
so beautifully uninterupted,
although its inhabitants have challenged time with a tape measure and a stopwatch.
it is the holidays.
i am 18 and content.
i am 18 and i am home.