The Homeless In Heaven

I have more than I need, and that makes me feel guilty.

Is there a world where the homeless are the happiest? A process of thought that allows one to be happiest knowing that they have no set address. They have no obligation to return to the same set of spaces. The joy of what is around them is heavenly, and home.

Connected When Disconnected

I don't text often. I rarely, if ever email. I am quite unreliable when it comes to social media messages. I think about you constantly.