As the week ended, we all returned home from all the places we were running around to during the week. Back to family, back to expressions of love that are familiar and secure.
We come back to rest, after a week of scurrying - perhaps chasing or trying to tame the world. We return to the places that don't need our control, to the places that maybe change slower than the rest of the world.
We catch our breath.
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