Sunday, September 11, 2016

A place to call home

Four days ago I left the place that I now consider home. The place I feel most at ease in the whole world.

I left a number of close friends
I left a set of amazing colleagues
I left the place where Zoe flourished with schoolmates and dance classes
I left my apartment with a view of the Empire State Building
I left the place that I love
I left a guy who just the other night called me his girlfriend and then cooked me dinner
I left it all because of this one little girl.

Because I refuse to see her less than half our time, because I refuse to have her miss me as much as she does when we are apart more than a week.

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