Friday, June 1, 2012

What is home then?

Friday, June 1, 2012

What is home then, you might wonder? The place you first see daylight, or the place you choose for yourself? Or is it the someplace you just can’t keep going back to, though the air there’s grown less breathable, the future’s over, where they really don’t want you back, and where you once left on a breeze without a rearward glance?

 ~ Richard Ford, The Lay of the Land, 2006

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