2005-10-23
home
Went home for a week, but now I'm back home.
Odd how I can feel so attached to two places 3000 miles apart. Going home to Boston always leaves me feeling conflicted. I feel enveloped in safety, but in an almost claustrophobic way. It's great to see everyone and dream of living back there again, but the weight of responsibility I'd give myself in doing so is often frightening to think about. I have a hard enough time making time for everything here in SF, without adding the family and old friends back into that mix on a more regular basis.
If I left, I would miss SF terribly: hills full of hidden places, the found family, the laid back way of thinking, the willingness to try something new. I'd be leaving home again to go back home.
But Boston, or the suburbs to which I'd return, beckons mightily these days. I know the yoke I worry about is one I'd choose to place on my shoulders, and maybe I just need to change my mind about that choice.
Labels: dose of mikey, looking eastward, san francisco
* posted by me at 2:06 PM
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