Still.

It's okay. Because I'm back now.

...and I won;t be okay until I'm back home - with you and saved. From loneliness and bad food and being cold and the horrible bed and being tired always.

...Being home doesn't mean having a nice building that's familiar to you. It isn't the place that you keep all your stuff in. It's being saved from whatever;s bothering you.

I'm almost home. Almost.