In A Place That I May Not Know Of

I am safe and warm
Even as I throw doors wide open
To let air flow through
In a place that I may not know of
It calls out to me.

The urge to wander takes me down the road
With everything I need tucked neatly away.
On angels wings, with golden spheres, Serenity will soar
In a place that I may not know of
It calls out to me.

Lost in the fringes.
Lost for now.
Not where I want to stay.
Highways whisper my name.
For now, I stay.
Then all will transform
And I will be lost one day
In a place that I may not know of
It will be called home.

Progress

It’s starting to look like, well, like it could be my home one day soon.

Aren’t my cabinets pretty?

Okay, won’t my cabinet be pretty?

Still on track for August 2nd. Cannot wait to get on the road!

Oh, and I’ve changed her name. Again. I think this one’s going to stick.

From here on out, she will be known as Serenity.