Musing, Dwellings

As she left the house, where parents eat separate dinners, watch separate shows, sleep in separate beds, dreaming separate dreams, she noticed that even the cars were turned away from each other, distant like strangers. And she realized that she had the choice to create her own place, a place filled with so much warmth and joy and love and laughter, that people would want to be a part of it and they would call it a "home."