Quiet and Home

It seems like I was traveling for hours to get home.

I finally crossed over that bridge.

Now here I am.
Quiet
Candles
Silence except for the tapping of the keys

I am constantly amazed at how I fill my life with such noise ...
Visual and auditory noise
The noise of food.
The noise of the mind.
Yes, the noise of the internet.

The addictions to over stimulation in so many facits of our lives.

Now I am home.
Now I am here.
The clicking of the boiler.
The breathing of Teddy.

Not much else.
Just home.

Now to turn this off.
And just sit.
Absorb the space.
Become one with it.
Slow the breathing.
Slip into sleep.