When, and if, you ever find yourself out and in the middle of nowhere, far and away from the home that is yourself, how do you find land again? Back in the day I had this friend, and whenever I was having a particularly tough time I’d ask them if I could come over and lay on their couch. Sometimes I’d lay there and cry, other times I’d lay there in sleep, lay there and let the TV watch me, lay there and read, lay there and just breathe.