The ocean or the mountains;
I always thought it would be one or the other.
But this…
this sea of trees where the humidity only hides imaginary peaks just out of reach.
Home is where your rump rests….where your heart is…where your family is…where the soups on…where you park it…where I'm with you…
…home indeed.
No "thing" can make you happy.
Not the right school, not the weather, not a job, not a package in the mail, not the ocean, not the mountains, not even a house.
I know, because I've been looking for that happy…
…that elusive peak just out of reach.
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