I’ve exited here more than a thousand times

Going home in the early morn

Going home late at night

Going home in the midst of a busy day

Going home in the rain

Going home under a bright California sun

Going home swayed by the Santa Ana wind

Going home after a date

Going home after moving out of state

Going home to say a final good bye

Going home alone

Going home with my sister

Going home with my new husband, then with my new born son

Today I return to pay the final city utility bill

And realized that

I may exit here again

But it will never be

Going home

I've written to ease my pain; I've written to hear my voice; I've written for vanity; I've written for sanity; I've written for fun; I've written for laughs; I've written for me; I've written for money. But until I write for God, this talent is for naught.