Sunday Postcard 16
Boston, August 2018
I took this photo after seeing a tourist snap the same shot. I’ve only lived in Boston for a week and feel more like a tourist than not. Every time I move I wonder how long it will take for somewhere to feel like home. It’s never one moment, but gradual accumulation of knowing what grocery aisle to go to for lemon juice, leaving the apartment without checking a map, and having an opinion on where to get good Thai noodles. Eventually, I’ll look up and feel different.
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