How I Came to Be Home-Free
I’m about to buy another plane ticket. Leave another city. Return “home”. I think a lot about that place: home. What is it? Where is it? What does it mean? Do I choose it or does it choose me?
I’ve spent a lot of my life living in one place and yearning to be in another. I’ve spent a lot of my travels looking for the perfect place to stay. I’m going and not coming back, is a phrase I’ve said more times than I can count. I always come back.