i’m just home from a long weekend away which was so wonderful. you know how when you leave town and go on holiday, the prospect of it is just so exciting? sleeping in a new place, with new adventures ahead. and then, after a week or so, maybe even less than that, you have a hankering for something a bit more familiar. usually for me, it’s my bed. i love my bed with it’s soft white linens and all the comfort and contentment it brings. no surprising pillows that simply won’t fluff just how you like them. no foreign bumps in the bed, or in the night. just home, just your very own bed calling you to surrender from your travels near and far. your sanctuary — ahhhh home. serenity now.