Abundance

I shrugged my winter coat over my shoulders, coaxed my car into starting after two weeks of rest and drove myself home. I brushed my teeth with water from the tap, concerned neither for the safety of the water nor for the abundance of it. I took a hot shower, long and cleansing to wash the red dust, sweat and 42 hours of travel away. My house seemed far too large for my needs. When I turned on lights, electricity was reliable. I looked forward to returning to my job, grateful for salary that allowed me to pay my bills and even acquire some luxuries. Outside rain fell. I was home.