No Place Like It

I woke up too early, today, making the day seem longer than usual.  After work, I got some chili for my dad and I to eat when I went by to see him.  After we'd been sitting there for little while, eating chili and watching old westerns, I got this feeling that I'd been out in the world too long, today.  I needed to get home.

Nothing feels as good, anymore, as being at home.  I believe it wouldn't be hard for me to become a hermit.  I know 'feeling at home' is a thing, but this is more than just comfort.  There used to be many reasons to want to go places.  Now, my house beats all of that.  I prefer it to anywhere else.