It’s hard to believe that I haven’t been home since Christmas. Three months. And yet it feels as though it was merely a few weeks ago. Nevertheless, it’s a nice feeling. Yet at the same time I’m not coming home the way I have in past years, this is no longer where I return at the end of the school year, where I have a room or the majority of my belongings. No, those are all in Eugene. When did I become a Eugene….ian? When did I start actually recognizing, remembering, and relating to the streets, restaurants, and culture in Eugene? “A little over a year ago,” I think to myself, “when a true native came into your life.”
But no matter where I travel, move, venture out – this will always be home.