Home
I spent the weekend in my hometown. Or rather, I suppose to be more precise, it would be home-county. (Hometown for me is ambiguous concept at best.) I had a good time, though it was far too short. Spent a lot of time in the car pondering why my points of departure and destination were so far apart from each other while driving through miles and miles of nothing. But once arrived, the weariness vanished and problems dissolved as my life as I knew it flew to the back of my mind.
It is a bit strange for me to go back. I love it there and hold no other place in my world in higher regard but that was my first trip back in a number of years. I'm not sure why that is, however, like my old friends that I saw, while some things on the surface has changed, the important parts are all still the same. Also, all those years dissapeared the moment I arrived "home". I suppose, that's precisely why it is home. :)
It is a bit strange for me to go back. I love it there and hold no other place in my world in higher regard but that was my first trip back in a number of years. I'm not sure why that is, however, like my old friends that I saw, while some things on the surface has changed, the important parts are all still the same. Also, all those years dissapeared the moment I arrived "home". I suppose, that's precisely why it is home. :)