Home is…
lots of cereal to choose from every morning
my old bedroom which hasn’t changed
since it was painted and decorated when I was in middle school
piles to bring back to Boston; new bikinis, a fedora and sandals
shopping bags from a successful trip with Mom
fresh, ripe tomatoes for tonight’s dinner
one of the cats lounging on our screened-in porch as I type away
my baby girl
adorably, ugly Opie
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