Sitting on the floor of my 5 degree bedroom, listening to slow, sad music and going numb and cold and calm. Theres something comforting about the silence in my house. About the melody of these songs and about this feeling. I've come to find it's a safe place to be. Quiet and alone. Not really meant to be depressing, rather soothing and almost refreshing. No one to cause any stress, or demand anything of me, or judge me. No one to whisper secrets as soon as I turn my head. I had a lovely weekend. Home away from home. In a place where everyone has a decent head on their shoulders, and believe it or not, the girls are classy and the boys are polite. It's a very different place, these things as well as the dirt roads, the subdivisions, and the family I see only a few times a year.
I've missed you all. I had the nicest weekend with you. Thank you for the escape.
- xx, Kelly.
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