I love my home, and I love my daily rituals, and maybe that's why when I think of all the wonderful things I'm looking forward to--seeing Northern Spain, walking the Camino from Cebreiro to Santiago, seeing Rosa and (I hope) Annie in Madrid, being with Annie and Jutta in Paris (probably not in Ardeche, the way things are looking now)--what I'm most looking forward to is coming home!
My attachment to my home may have something to do with my age, but all my life I've preferred living in a place--Tonga, Spain, Algeria--to passing through.
This trip there will be a lot of passings through.
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