From the most ordinary days to the most extraordinary, this is where I find myself a good portion of the time. My perch amongst the comings and going of those that matter most to me. Surrounded by books, games, a cup of coffee, my iPhone and a random dog tail -- a MacBook resting on my lap. A turnstile of human traffic, where the highlight reels occur daily and often don't have the shine and luster of something bright and new...but rather feel comfortable and predictable and could easily go unnoticed. Everyday. Simple things. The feel of the chair on my back. The dogs up against my feet sleeping soundly. Alarm clocks and stretches and feet hitting the floor. Hearing the unique, magical creaky voice of each stair and knowing who it is. The scurry of get-ready-for-school activities...soon to be replaced with summer sleep-ins. Looking up and out of the front window. Hearing the slow hum of the window AC and the cool air across my feet. Knowing that this is where my people come to look for me. For the better part of the last 16 months my butt has taken root here...and, with more than adequate light and love received...my appreciation continues to grow...as does my ass print. I'm grateful for this everyday.