It's not leaving home that's hard, it's uprooting from where you've become familiar and comfortable that is. And maybe it's not just that. When you leave home for an extended period of time, and you leave things behind, it's opportunity that you miss. The guitar you can't take with you but you know you'd like to plunk around with on spare time, the books you won't get a chance to read on a rainy afternoon, the heels in the closet that you'll miss desperately if your friends happen to have a girls night out. It's the what if's and the options coupled with the familiar and sentimental that make uprooting such a shock. Once every week. Four times a month. Twelve times a summer. The last thirteen years. Uprooting is not an event that gets easier with time.
5/26/11
All I have to say is: Correct.
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