I feel like a grey rainy day in May... But it’s a good day. The trees and flowers are blossoming outside so looks nice and green. It feels very healing. And inside I feel comfortable. It’s warm. Comfy. It smells like a good cup of coffee. Bacon and eggs. It feels like a healing home finally... So I guess you could say, we feel at home today. And I have nice music playing behind me. I’m sitting at my desk, getting ready to dance these fingers on my keyboard... I’m dressed in sweats. A comfy hoodie that’s too big for me, so it looks really baggy on me, and I love that feeling. My desk is in the corn of the room, it faces the window so She can watch the rain fall and all the people walking by. And I sit there holding my warm cup of tea, cuddled up with a blanket around me, my cats, Kitten and Charlie on top of me, and I daydream. And I write..about my life. About how much hate being alive. About how much I wanna do with my life before I die. About how hard it is to get by. About how good life has been since I died. And that’s today feels like... Right now anyway. That kind of day that just feels like it’s ok to be....to be at home and to think about things... All the things that sit on the surface of me. The things that bring me both joy and peace. And that’s a great place to be. --- ArtistSarahLongStore.com