My happy place

When I think of home I think of going to Springhill. I feel karate flow through me. I see my PS4. I taste Boerenkool and Rookworst. I hear fine, fine,fine, fien ,fien. At my cabin I hear jet ski’s revving. I smell sausage barbecuing . I feel freezing water on my skin. I hear my boat motor racing. I smell oil fumes. My home has everything I need. Thank you, Habitat, for Humanity for creating homes for people who don’t have.