I don't know what is home anymore. When in Davis, I say I'm going back home to Toga for the weekend. Back there, I tell my friends I'm coming home to Davis.
Took me 3 years, but I now have 2 homes, 2 places where I have settled down and feel comfortable in. The sad thing is, in another year or two, I feel like both will be in my past.
Monday, May 14, 2012
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