I write a lot about home. Mostly Utah-home, homesickness-home, that kind of home. But I've been working to make my little apt feel more like home. It's not done yet, but here's the view of my room.
HOME: PART 2
When I write about home, it's usually a place. But there's that other kind of home--when you run into something you know so well, you are home. I ran into this last night. Hearing Lance read his poetry, it's something I learned to listen to at BYU. It's another kind of home.
5 comments:
i love your style. and you. and lance reading poetry. but you the most.
That's a pretty nice lookin' setup you got there.
Are you going to AWP this year? Yes? I hope?
Charming. Your apartment and Lance. Glad to know who he is after all these years.
Maryn will kill me. That last comment was from Leslie.
I do love your couch and your random letters. Truly charming.
Sarah! Adorable apartment =) I'm coming to chicago with my singing group in April, it would be AMAZING to get to see you. How's life?
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