Homeward Bound

Sou yeah.

It struck me as interesting that when I land in beautiful San Diego tomorrow evening I am most likely going to pass somebody who is arriving at that airport from whichever of the fine institutions of higher education that call san Diego home he applied, was accepted, and matriculated at. He will have arrived at the airport because he is leaving San Diego to go home.

He (or she) will be leaving my home to go back to his home. Let's say hypothetically this person lives in Hartford. We have quite the connection, but it is likely we will never meet - he will take residence in my home at the times i will be doing the same in his, and when he is home for the holidays i will be no longer in his home city. He likely feels foreign in my city, and writes home about how warm and perfect the weather is. I do the same, except I write home about how the weather here reminds me of having the flu.

How will I be able to find this person? I won't.

What I can do, though, is hope that she knows that I exist, too, and maybe we can both think of each other when we're miles above places we've never dreamed of setting foot on.