My House

There aren’t a lot of rules in my house because rules aren’t fun.
In my house, there is actually only one rule: No Whining Or Being A Dick

I live in a simple house. It is a place where I feel completely free, where I can be myself. It is a place where my soul meets my heart. My house is filled with home cooked meals and tea parties with real china. In my house we dance, and we dance, and we dance. Music plays even on the most silent of days. My house is filled with great wine, bottle after bottle, glass after glass. It is a place where people hug, kiss and even propose marriage. I live in a house filled with love and laughter, and everyone who walks through the doors knows and understands it. The rooms are brightly lit with natural light from the big windows. The light not only heals but it brings warmth and happiness. At the end of the day, I sleep on soft cloud sheets and I dream sweet. My house is a place where I feel relaxed, comfortable and safe. My house is not perfect but it is a house like no other, and I like it. My house is my home.

So here I am... sitting at home, talking with you.