Here is Good

I have come to the conclusion that home, indeed, is synonymous to rest, relaxation, and total comfort. I almost broke down when after three long months of (self-imposed) exile I was finally reunited with my big, brown, comfortable bed in my room that after all this time still exudes its the-great-Lyle-has-been-here-for-prolonged-periods quality. Never mind that my desk was replaced with piles of boxes in my absence. Never mind that the computer had to be reformatted which is why I am in yet another net cafe to get this entry published. In my mind's eye, there is, truly, no place like home.