Warm Fuzzies

And when I need to feel safe I pull out the extra extra large red sweatshirt that so often collects dust in my closet. I pull my hair up out of my face and slide the mass of fuzz over my head. I laugh as the static electricity makes my hair crazy after pulling through the hoodie. I pull up the sleeves that are much too large for my arms and let them wrinkle around my elbows. All snuggled up I close my eyes and I breath in. I'm so home.

Love the little things. Find comfort in simplicity.