12 November 2012

Maps

Looking at a map of Orlando makes me homesick. I spent so much time plotting/scheming/wishing I was somewhere else.  And when I finally am, I forget about it, except to compare this sad city to the humid vibrancy of Home.

Looking at a map of Orlando, and I'm revisiting my childhood. Remembering the streets I use to walk, the places I used to know, would ride the bus to and from.

Looking at a map or Orlando, I can point out where my relatives and loved ones live. It's amazing how much I haven't forgotten.

Looking at a map or Orlando, it was over five minutes of reminiscing before I remembered my mother doesn't live on Thalia Dr anymore....  Eleven years and I don't have her current address, so I can't find her on the map.

Looking at a map or Orlando, and wondering if I will ever find Home again....

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