The sound of paper,– Slightly Howling (Instagram)
rain hitting the window.
Scent of the plants I potted
and the forest outside.
The family I made, and the one I was born into.
This is where I get to give them shelter.
Magnets falling off the fridge door,
the weight of too many happy pictures.
work put in to build it,
the feel of the floor,
first thing in the morning.
Things coming together.