He's going home.
He left his humble mid western homestead this morning and is homeward bound for...
Creating something with your own two hands, giving it life. Character. Charm. Personality.
Then letting go...
I would climb the steps to my sewing room and see him sitting on my sewing table.
Spoke with a strong nor'east accent he did.
I created him you know. *wink*
"God is at home; it is we who have gone for a walk."
-Meister Eckhart, German Writer and Theologian (1260-1328)
Above is the quote he chose...
"Is it time to go home yet? I keep clicking these damn shoes, but nothing happens"
...that quote, I chose. Much more fitting I think... *giggle*