I went back. To Virginia. I was there a short amount of time, really. Just enough to get acquainted. But see, that's the thing -- I didn't really need to be reacquainted. It felt like maybe I'd just been there yesterday instead of a whole year ago. Because it just feels like another home.
Funny how many homes one person can have, isn't it?
My thoughts on some things in my life exactly. Funny how a place can live longer in out memories than the time we actually spent there, but pulling in the driveway feels as natural as pulling in our own.
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