presence

I'm home for a few weeks in Korea, and something just struck me here in the living room.

People aren't kidding when they say that it changes things just to be in someone's presence. I was never aware of it, but I enjoy being home. Even when I'm not really interacting with my parents, I just like to sit here and bask in a distinct comfort, not unlike the comfort of knowing that Michigan football is safely up by three touchdowns in the 4th. I'm comfortable.

And I could make the obvious tie-back to the moral of this lesson, but that would be stupid.