Febuary 5, 2016

I'm comforted by the smell of coffee brewing in the morning, something I've woken up to for as long as I can remember, it's a necessity at my house. I'm comforted by my mother's hugs, and her voice saying "I love you." I'm comforted when all my homework is done and I know I can sleep without worry. I'm comforted by the sound of waves crashing in the distance, and the smell of salt tickling my nose. I'm comforted by thoughts of quiet. So whenever I'm uncomfortable, these are the things I think remember.