i've never lived in one place for so long.

for the first time in a while, there isn't some place i'd rather, no vague notion of love or could be love attatched to every "missing" statement, or a grand encounter with possibility across my horizon.
i am not trying to gap the bridge between spaces or stretch the points on a map to give me new perspectives, counting miles on dashboards or saving dollars for tickets. 
instead, i am just here - settled and settling - learning slowly how to build a home on stable ground, an earth worth digging roots into, this odd display of lights and movement, no longer looking forward to the next chance to pack my bags, trying to remain and take comfort in the fact that i will continue to remain right where i am.