28 November 2008

This is home

I've realized that home isn't a place - it's people. I don't miss my house; I miss my family. I feel safer under my father's roof than when I'm surrounded by security forces, fences, and gates. My mom's cooking is much better than the chow hall, and my brother makes a better roommate than anyone...


  1. Ah, you just say that 'cause your pa's a 1911 man, not a cheesy M9 paper puncher ...


  2. Lucky to know this so early. The best part is when you can keep the idea of home in your mind.