Tuesday, October 20, 2009

On coming home

The plane touches down, the "Seatbelts On" sign disappears and my cell phone powers up
A text: "Are you here?"
"Just landed."
"Welcome Home!"
Home.
Did I just come from there or am I here?
When I was headed to the place I was born and raised, the place where all my family resides, I told people I was going to Los Angeles.
When I returned back to New York and people asked me where I had gone I replied, "I went home for the weekend."
The question of disconnect or reconnect comes up again.
"I don't know if I can do this," I tell him.
And the truth is I don't.
Living in limbo, heart spread across two coasts. A better understanding of being spread too thin.

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