hiraeth

this is a post about the longing for home. a slow wander through my home. my childhood village, where my parents still live. it reveals more and more of itself to me with every passing year. the place i thought of as stifling and empty is chock full of fascinations, nostalgic twinges, old friends come to remind me of my exhilarating twenties and new adventures in the wildness/wilderness.
i wonder what part of my future it forms.