The Journey Home #3: “There are places I remember…”

A line from “In my life,” John Lennon’s most haunting song. Yes, I realize how bold that statement is.

When I went home, I gave myself time for simple, aimless wandering. I gravitated back to places that drew me in, visually, 40 years ago. This is where I learned the vocabulary of my expression, where I attached myself to themes and feelings that would stay with me for the rest of my life.

I could have basked in that exquisite pleasure for days instead of the few hours I had. I wish I could do that right now. I left a lot of images “on the table,” so to speak.

They’ll be there when I return. I know this now.

RXM

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