In that case, as long as I remember "my" book titles, home is wherever I can access what I need for that "this book is an old friend" reassurance and rereading experience. So I don't require "my" books, necessarily. And, I'm discovering that living sparely is damned attractive. A week out of a duffel bag at Lark, with new adventures to be had, new friends to acquaint myself with, new music, new dances - it's a reinforcement of my gradually growing conviction that I don't need the THINGS for reassurance and comfort. I need the people.
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And, I'm discovering that living sparely is damned attractive.
A week out of a duffel bag at Lark, with new adventures to be had, new friends to acquaint myself with, new music, new dances - it's a reinforcement of my gradually growing conviction that I don't need the THINGS for reassurance and comfort. I need the people.