N o Mad
“Home has never been a single place or a person for me. It’s a moment,
fleeting,
one,
two,
three steps ahead.
It’s in desert sunrises and ocean sunsets
It’s on red eye flights to distant places
With drunk emotions spilled over 2AM burritos
In between the arms of an old friend and a laugh of a new one.
Home is a spark
A connection
Reminding me”
I am alive - c.j.









