I never really had a home. A space to be safe, or to call my own. I flitter and fleet from place to place, never still for long enough to settle and stay. So I have never felt the anxious unease, nor the gnawing nostalgia of being homesick. But perhaps a home isn't always a place. Maybe my home is in you. Because the longing for your arms around me, your skin against my fingertips, your intoxicating scent, and the taste of your lips... It sure feels like I'm homesick. So take me home.
Hey! My name, as you may have guessed above, is Lauren, and this is my little safe space to share any random ramblings about life, the universe and everything. If you've found this page, it's either because you're as weird as I am, and you're searching for someone else who finds the world a difficult place and is trying to make sense of it all... Or you're here because you know me and you're hoping to figure out just how weird I really am. Either way, welcome, and enjoy.