
maybe it's because i think of family, friends, NC, cambridge, my past + my future - all at once.
maybe it's because i remember the afternoon i first heard it (thanks to my friend*), when i had recently opened up my heart again to a home i had long left.
or maybe it's because i think of thomas wolfe's novel, you can't go home again, and i think to myself...how tragic.
"home, let me come home. home is wherever i'm with you. oh, home, yes i am home. home is when i'm alone with you."
- Edward Sharpe + the Magnetic Zeros
*Thanks Steven!
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