Home is where companionship is

I am comfortable. I suppose that's it. Not yet though. I am here though. I am constantly in motion. Not for where I'm at. You don't see where I'm from though. So you don't quite feel where I'm from. I am home. I might walk out the front door and walk around the block and end up in the same place but I am always home. I have found it though. What of it? Become my companion and I might share a secret of companionship and happiness. Home isn't anything except where your heart and hands reside. I hate myself for this. This home...