My dog is sitting next to me. He's licking on his paws and his ears straightened up scanning for surrounding sounds. It's a beatle probably or frogs.. insects of all kinds singing to their tune on this moonlight evening. Behind me in a room,my mother is on a call , it's a conversation I would not like to iterate. Within all of it I'm present, silently.. listening and feeling. Feeling like home and all I wish is I could hold on to such moments in my heart forever. They aren't the significant kind yet so peaceful.
















