Wanee's place. A home away from...away from what? I've been homeless so long now. When Suzanne found out I had moved out of my apartment to sleep in my car, she was concerned that I was homeless. I said "I was homeless when I lost you; now I sleep outside."
My home is with those who welcome me, who create safe spaces where I can rest and enjoy the company of the blessed.
The trip was so much fun. Hilarious stories of naughty childhood from Isaac and Elizabeth. A splendid detour through Montague to dispatch my tax returns from the nearest post office.
Wanee, thank you for dinner. And a safe place to lay our heads. Thank you for home away from...
home
Goodnight, Beautiful...
Goodnight, Strender
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