…sometimes it’s easy to lose. The other week I was heading home from a longer-than-typical day at work. The Kansas air was humid with three-digit temperatures, and brought with it a sense of stillness. I drove east, heading for the sanctuary of my home. It’s a small one bedroom loft, but it’s mine; and more importantly…it’s safe.
But what if I had no where to drive to?
What if my only option for safety was to leave my home for a charmless room belonging to someone unknown?