Last summer, I wrote how the lack of keys makes me feel sad and uncertain, un-rooted. I don't have a home to tether myself to.
I am going to be in His Town for several weeks now, due to the semester break. Unlike winter break, we don't have any traveling planned for this period. Instead, I have dreams of stability. To help me along, I bought a weekly bus pass this week- a promise of commuting with my family every day to share my partner's office space - and put my bike in the shop in an attempt to get back to the workout schedule I had in the states.
Sometimes, its just the little things, but boy do they matter.
I am going to be in His Town for several weeks now, due to the semester break. Unlike winter break, we don't have any traveling planned for this period. Instead, I have dreams of stability. To help me along, I bought a weekly bus pass this week- a promise of commuting with my family every day to share my partner's office space - and put my bike in the shop in an attempt to get back to the workout schedule I had in the states.
Sometimes, its just the little things, but boy do they matter.
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