I had a terrible day. A lot of things went wrong and I found myself wanting to get as far away from human beings as possible. I was frustrated and angry with everybody, it seemed.
But then I got home and found my porch light on and the lights on inside my office. For a moment, I believed someone was there waiting for me.
And for that brief moment, I was fully aware of how much I need people — and to have someone who really is at home for me.

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