The rumbling of laundry in the dryer, the clanking of a zipper or button tossing about recklessly in the load.  The resounding notes of a piano echoing through the corridor, the gentle whisper of the wind singing along as it greets me by the open window, The beams of light pouring upon my skin from the summer day sun.  The tickle of water as the frying pan sizzles and the dishes file into the sink to be washed.  A knife laid to rest by the cutting board as the contents have al

He is an unexpected drop in temperature on a hot day. He is a really great haircut. He is the lollipop in the doctor's office. He is the first few notes of your favorite song. He is the sweet smelling, enveloping steam in the bathroom after a hot shower. He is the last brief lulling encounter with consciousness before a deep slumber. He is an oversized winter sweater. He is a lazy Sunday morning. He is slow breathing and soft music. He is familiarity. He is home. But there