My first home

Just arrived in Bucharest I took a train I did not know existed which took me to the precise place where I was born into this world.
I hadn't visited this place since I left it as a newborn, 44 years ago.

Then I visited my father and he said "know you are home here". I had never lived in that place nor with him but it did feel like home.

And I realized everywhere I go, I find home. I just need to shed the lonesome skin that keeps me from allowing myself to be fully intimate with life.Read more