I find comfort,
the whisper of a soft pillow
in my ear, or fresh socks
after light rain
on a summer day;
I find comfort,
when I long to smile
the sun peers out at me,
and I turn to you.
dA has always been a place I can return and just spend a week or two reading the words of so many outrageously talented writers and artists and visionaries and even fucking future-seers, I swear!
This place feels like a vacation.
This place feels like home, haha :heart:
I know I'm not around enough to have the clout or watchership I once had, but man do I miss you all (past & present).
would love if you could put something that you really enjoyed wri