Moments of Peace

It was a moment of pure comfort. It felt like home. I was lying down on the ground, wrapped in a blanket as the heater warmed me up. Drowsiness didn't feel like a threat, but a desired sedative. I could hear children playing in the alley, dogs barking on the far away farms, and motorbikes passing by. I was home, safe and warm, and after a long day I could close my eyes to drift off a bit. I didn't want to move. I just wanted to make the moments to drag and form a tiny eteity of comfort.