Living In Various Places

I live now with Adam in his home.  It is me, Adam, and Our Nancy.  We are surrogates in this house.  We eat breakfast together, although not always by design.  It just happens that way.  We eat dinner together, and it usually is by design.  I find myself wanting to go home, which is something that I've not felt in a long time.  At work, I will be thinking about home.  Not about the places that I might go before finally heading home to sleep.  When I wake up, I don't only wish to be asleep again.  I go to the store, and I call Our Nancy to see if she needs anything, because she cooks, too.  I usually don't bother to call Adam, because he doesn't cook much.  Sometimes I ask if he needs any bananas or pasta.

I've lost ten pounds after living here for two weeks. 

I am discovering wine.

I am rediscovering my love for music.

I have discovered a previously undocumented tribal family living in the harsh environment known as South Chandler. 

Away We Go

You are an unsinkable boat
   on an endless sea
I am the sea

You hold everything that I have ever believed
I do not believe in anything anymore

You will float forever
I am that into which everything sinks