After a busy work day and week, I am very excited to get my things together and gear up for a visit to my dear neighborhood in Brooklyn. I cannot wait to see my friends and just walk around and be thankful to be back. Also, there is definitely a bagel or two in the horizon. It feels like I’m going to a summer home!
These are strange days for me in terms of deciding what “home” means and where it lives. I think the meaning of the word must be somewhat flexible, but I have been trying to figure out if it could be polygamous in nature for some people. Can a person have multiple homes and really love them all? I definitely have love in my heart for more than one location.
Sometimes I feel like such a gypsy and I know that there is definitely a part of me that loves to be on the run, wheeling a suitcase or hauling a large backpack. Having a place to hang your hat also has its appeal.
I don’t know exactly what the future will bring and I don’t know that anyone does. Maybe I’ll figure it all out on a wander around 18th St. and 5th Ave. in a couple days.