Back Home

I guess I'm back. Woke up Tuesday at 7:30. 11 hours of cars, airports, airplanes, half-hearted goodbyes, J.D. Salinger, The Samples, Neil Gaiman, and Something Corporate later, I arrived (somewhat displaced) at the doorstep of my old house. A lot's changed since I left. The walls, once a gallery of landscape and family photographs, are home to spare collections of hooks where frames once hung. The plan is to re-paint most of the interior walls, hence the spare decoration. The back door, the one that never closed properly, is replaced as well. All the doorknobs feel small here.

Writing the title of this post makes me wonder really where home is. I don't have a permanent address, really, just a probabilistic chance of successfully being reached. I live a quantum life, shifted by finite yet predictable uncertainties.

Stopped by my old school today to say hello to friends and teachers. Meetings were brief but enjoyable--the security personnel ordered me (contrary to official policy) to come inside, which I gladly obeyed. Mark and I went out to Sushi afterwards, which was amazingly delicious. ^_^

Went to my favorite local music store as a result of my evil habits of digital media piracy, and bought Kaki King's album "Legs to Make us Longer". It's a different kind of music than I've been listening to lately: no real melody, or strong emotion, but it grabs your attention with skill, complexity, and character. I don't know how to describe her style, but there's a guitar, and it's impossible not to listen to.

One thing I've really enjoyed about the last two days has been the ability to read--not a technical manual, not a news article, not an essay or thesis or comic strip, but real books with plot and characters and description. I didn't like most of Salinger's short stories, but "Catcher in the Rye" was very moving, in a strange, poignant sort of way. Right now I'm reading "American Gods", which is good for entirely different reasons.

I'm waiting to hear back from my employer, but it's entirely likely that I won't be working until Monday. Feel free to stop by and say hello. :-D

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American Gods! Yes! (One of my favorites.) You should read Anansi Boys, too.

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