I’m boarding a plane for Portland now. I spent the weekend back home in Wisconsin for my brother’s wedding. It was great to see my family and pay some of my hug-debt back to my mom. It’s been 18 months since I’ve been home and all those missing hugs really start to add up.
I’m not sure when I’ll be home again. Well actually, I’ll be home in 4 hours. Home is Portland now. There’s nothing left for me back in Wisconsin. You might argue that there’s nothing for me in Portland either, but I like it there and it’s home.
