welcome home

there are times when i feel content about a lot of things. today might be the time to do so. i can say that you were right in a lot of ways. maybe i'm not aware of it. maybe i'm too self-involved. the world's revolving and i'm just trying to push myself in it. the year's end and the next. a pat on the back would be a great compliment, a smile. i have no windows where i live, just a thick glass and looking out, illusions of water. you look small to me. i pretty much know what the next line would be and i'd rather pretend it's a surprise and i'd give you the response you want.