I'm home. More centered that I have been for a while. More at peace. Surrounded with the familiar and with love. I'm home.
As I meet more people, I realize how unique I am. How I can find happiness in walking barefoot on grass or just listening to the waves. Or how I go out of my way to help those I care for when they need it. How I think from my heart. It's strange how the last one is a rare trait to have. How rare it is for people to be honest...and transparent...and real. How rare it is to find people who speak their mind...and listen to their heart. Who go that extra mile...and believe in the fairy tale.
Do I anymore? I doubt it. Jaded. The fairy tale is just that. A tale. But in some deep recess of my heart...I know I still hope to be proven wrong. To be understood in entirety....and for that to be enough and more...
Well...midnight ramblings :). The point is, I'm home. And I'm happy.