when the shoe fits

I can't explain how good it felt being back in Seattle again. Even if for 3 days. I fit there...being with Cec, seeing my friends. My friends are like old shoes. ;) There's no pretense, no facade, no fluff or pomp and circumstance, they get me, they know me, they miss me, I fit. And when tears come to their eyes with surprise happiness, you know your loved for who you are...and I miss that. It was nice being back.