Throbbing soles of feet leave her
Itching for the steam of fragrant baths,
The exhaustion of holiday chatter
Reminds her of the comfort of her couch.
The silence of bedroom walls so deafening
That she longs for the din of concert halls.
A late night out in the city versus
An early morning hike up to waterfalls.
Comfort food or an eclectic mess;
What could possibly satiate
The fearful-of-missing-out,
Anywhere-but-here girl.
ThePurpleFenix 