homecoming

Landed into my hometown, walking the long forgotten but familiar streets.  I know I belong, but the feeling of not being steeped into the fabric of that very reality is tangible.  Everyone’s busy, people passing by me with some destination in mind.  My attachments are few. I walk slowly and aimlessly in my new old life and for a moment pick a thing to do – I give blessings to everyone who passes by me.

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