I get the feeling of wandering down a lonely road in the middle of a beautiful night. Dark clouds overhead and a full moon. The city is far off yet somehow all around me and the mountains are barely visible in the distance. The ground is non existent and rain slicked yet I'm still somehow dry. The streetlights and signs are so broken and disjointed. Coming from and going nowhere. I feel like I'm home.

Home is where the mind goes when the body doesn't want to be here anymore.