I am in my bed. In Guelph. It is late. But I am back. It feels good. Right. Correct. It's all temporary, I know that. This time next year I will not be in this room, under these covers. I will, if all goes according to plan, in Vancouver. Life may throw me a curveball and perhaps I'll find myself somewhere else. I'm okay with that. Right now though, I have a space that for now, is my own, and it feels so sweet. No matter if the people I am around, or the places I am at, are temporary, it just feels good.