Pause

The second I walked through the front door to my parent’s house, my life was put on pause. I felt like I had never left and I quietly wondered why I ever did.

I took a moment to take in the smell of home and at the same time remembered that I was allergic to a lot of that (need to take my meds). After I was finished with all the nonsense of unpacking, I decided to take a long shower. I don't know if it's the water, the lighting, or the fact that this bathroom wasn’t built in the 1920s but it was a great. I was able to take advantage of the acoustics too without worrying about what the neighbors would think. It was an herbal essence commercial circa 2007 in there!

But the best part was eating my moms home cooked meal. Honestly, it could have been a steel-toed boot in sauce and I still would have gone back for seconds.

I felt like a kid again: Hanging around the house and following my mom around.

My mother bought me groceries and shoes today. Honestly, it wasn't the best feeling having to ask her to help me out but she never told me to put anything back. Instead, she told me to get extra, just in case. How am I this lucky?

Any day now, someone's going to press play and life will continue on.