Home

I am stadig on a rooftop, in a place I have never ever called my home. I can hear nothing but the wind, and the silence, and my own thoughts.
I am gazing out across a vast city, and I am feeling calm, at peace...at home...
Carefully striding across the roof, I am marveling at the feeling. It feels like I'm right where I belong, the right time and the right place. I want to stay here forever, but I know it has to end...soon...
As I start my descent I can feel the sensation slip away. As the sounds from The street get louder and louder I can fel myself slip away, and I hide, somwhere deep within myself. But before I do, I vow to myself that some day,  somehow, I will return to that place...my home...