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Coming Home

For a long time, I felt like I was kind of a nomad. I am still reminded of the fact every time someone asks me “Where are you from?” It’s not supposed to be a difficult question.

But, I don’t really know.

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I will often reply: “I’m from around.”

At times I have had a real sense of rootlessness. Things are different now, but I haven’t forgotten.

I guess you have to know my life to understand the problem. (more…)

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