1:33AM

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The Captain and the Kid

By Elton John

Release date: 19 September, 2006

1:33 AM        

monday night/tuesday morning

There is a definite feeling that I have when entering my apartment. A feeling of comfort, yes, but more. I feel, when I slide the standard, hexagon shaped key into my lock that I am so glad that when I open my door that's it. I don't have to wonder if the t.v. will be on. I don't have to make pleasant conversation with my roomate who just smoked one too many bong hits and wants to hear about my long day in my life.

I am home.

It is my own.

I sacrifice much for this luxury and, every morning that I wake up and wander around my house sleepy and comfortable I am thankful.

Everytime I step out of my shower, towel off and walk around naked I am thankful.

This is mine.
I grew up sharing every bit of space with my siblings, mother and grandmother that there is no greater joy than not having to share any of my space with anybody.

Truelly, I do not adorn the walls with art and framed movie posters, I don't really even keep it all that tidy and clean.
I live in the space and I allow myself to luxuriate in the fact that it is sparse and simple and waiting for me at the end of the day.

It won't bring me a single sunflower just to see me smile or dance wth me or lift my face in their hand and bring me in for a kiss that will causes me to hold my breath, but hell, until I get all that I 'll take ole 1750 in it's simplicity.