Staggering under the weight of thousands of half finished posts, I see the persistence of numbers in my life. Growing numbers, because I have been adding things up for some time now. I have been adding up cities, joys, years, falls, friends, languages, experiences, lives. But the more of them changes their value, and now I turn my thoughts to prime numbers. Like Home. I know now, having amassed the numerous ages, that Home is a prime number. And, wary of numbers like beats per minute and the possible finite number of big falls you get in life, I find myself understanding that Love is a prime number too. I can feel in moments of infinite clarity that I am finally solving the equation, paring it down to its truest conclusion. Love=Home. Q.E.D.