There’s a transformative feeling I get when travelling home. A quiet emerges as the roles that I play in Chicago shed off of my back and I’m somewhere in between who I am, who I was, and who I will be. I can step back from life’s playground and just watch as raw mechanical forces move me from one place to another.
And a warmth in returning home and remembering that people remember me. The cityscape can get more than a little lonely and it’s nice to be known.
To return home and know the place for the first time.