The word alone conjures mental imagery of mothers, fathers, schools and smiling faces.
The next level of interpretation is the place that houses your material items. Who hasn't caught themselves in a foreign city, beckoning back to the hotel and using the word "home".
Across the two asymmetric definitions, I think of my home off of Union Square (pictured). Straddling both definitions, my current apartment is my "home". Beyond housing my items for now, it has been the longest residence I have kept since high school. I moved every year in college. In my first 3 years in NYC, I moved every August.
Here now, I think about these 3 years and how much has changed, how much things have stagnated and the implications of those differences.
I guess I let the platitude scribbled on the inside of the Dove chocolate wrapper really reach me today:
"You are exactly where you are intended to be."
I hope that you all relax when you get home tonight.
be well, do good.
BG