In search of…home?
Whenever I go out of town, I almost always catch myself thinking, “Wouldn’t it be nice to live here?”
I don’t know if that means I don’t want to live or be where I do, but inevitably, other places have a strange appeal. I’ve moved around a lot, countries even. In the last 15 years, I’ve moved several times within the New York metro area, at a rate of every 2 years or so. Except for the last 4 years. Same place.
Maybe it’s a big itch. I’m visiting family in North Carolina this weekend, and it seems to fit…
Maybe it’s a tiny itch. Perhaps when I get back, moving the bed to the other side of the room could be change enough….
How do you know how big an itch is, and how hard to scratch?