Uprooted so many times
from so many homes
since December.

The condo.
My parents.
The condo.
A hotel.
A motel.
Palmdale.
Texas.
My parents.
Santa Clarita.

So many homes. I don't feel like anywhere IS HOME anymore.

I feel unsettled. So all alone.

My roots torn from the ground still living little pieces
in the ground in all those places.

My current roots not grown in the soil enough
to hold me steady and upright in a strong wind.

I want to feel at HOME.

Not just a HOME.

MY HOME.

Maybe you just need to stay in one place for a while, but single.. and just enjoy life and learn new hobbies or go back to old ones, and take each day as it comes.. (though rain is expected here today )...

Simon & Garfunkel's classic...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6K8wfyzAJQ