As I lounge about this house in my silk robe and white slippers, I watch the cat scarf down his food. My body aches from a week's worth of work. A sense of accomplishment wells up inside of me. Proud of where life has taken me. And as I walk along the hardwood floors I am reminded that this is not my house. Oh well, and I relish the remainder of my time.
Counting down the days back to reality.
