sleeping at home tonight has a new meaning

driving into the sunrise rays today feels so surreal: it's a friday but we're all home together as a family, it's crazy early and hot, we're awake and exhausted with the silence of a momentous occasion descending upon us as the car cruises along

the past few days has flowed into a clockhand circling endlessly, tasks running into each other, and running after time, calling for it to stop / kinship and no doubt and hesitation about the definition of family / boxes still a pyramid by my window, too many email accounts to handle, cold water till july
but this has never been anything but home, and today, more than ever

and tonight, a huge bed with a companion the shape of absence