Where I'm sitting is where I don't want to be.
Home. Home is usually a place where your comfortable.
It's where your welcomed.
A place of love.
My water is starting to get salty.
I never liked salty water.
It's raining in the house, but the curtains are closed.
Open the doors and you'll see the real house.
Broken furniture, torn walls, molding food.
It's hard to fix those things in the rain.
Have to wait for the rain to stop and the walls and floors dry.
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