What is home?
Aug. 10th, 2006 10:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_vultureI'm having some serious resonance with this post by my dear friend ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kirzen. He's left me much to ponder about what "home" is. I'm not sure I have one, anymore. For a while, it was Victoria (though I did not grow up there). But now? Maybe I'm just finally allowing myself to become enamoured with England (London, in particular). Maybe it's because I'm forging new relationships. Maybe it's simply because I'm living in a more picturesque part of the country. Maybe it's just because Victoria is fading into memory, only sporadically being brought back into consciousness by reminders such as kirzen's post. But I don't feel any real connection to a "home" anymore.
I wonder if there is something more to my nigh obsessive photographing of buildings and neighbourhoods than merely an odd hobby. Is it the subconscious expression of a desire to "connect" to where I am? Or, at least, to prove to myself that I was "there" once, knowing that I may well be moving on? There is much to ponder...
PS: Do givekirzen's recent posts a read, if you have the opportunity; his writing is often very evocative.
kirzen. He's left me much to ponder about what "home" is. I'm not sure I have one, anymore. For a while, it was Victoria (though I did not grow up there). But now? Maybe I'm just finally allowing myself to become enamoured with England (London, in particular). Maybe it's because I'm forging new relationships. Maybe it's simply because I'm living in a more picturesque part of the country. Maybe it's just because Victoria is fading into memory, only sporadically being brought back into consciousness by reminders such as kirzen's post. But I don't feel any real connection to a "home" anymore.I wonder if there is something more to my nigh obsessive photographing of buildings and neighbourhoods than merely an odd hobby. Is it the subconscious expression of a desire to "connect" to where I am? Or, at least, to prove to myself that I was "there" once, knowing that I may well be moving on? There is much to ponder...
PS: Do give
kirzen's recent posts a read, if you have the opportunity; his writing is often very evocative.