us. yesterday. home?
Good gosh Ive dragged all of you through all of this with me.
- I’ve rambled about focusing forward and not rereading past chapters.
And yet here I am back the beginning of my book again.
Visiting (literally), rereading (metaphorically) and perplexed (in every sense of the word).
Now that I’m back in my old
resistance training stomping grounds I’m uncertain if it is, in fact, possible.
I question if we (the royal. I’m dragging you in.) can go home again or if we grow & change & shift so much with each move FORWARD going back becomes not just improbable but impossible?
(photo credit: Tornado 2013)
I love Austin.
I miss being near family.
Yet still I wonder if there’s a reason the quote You can’t go home again has exhibited such staying power.
I’m a vastly different person from the one who came to Oakland 20 months ago.
It really surprises me—so I’m sure it surprises those around me as well.
And that new different self? I brought her back to the ATX!
For a few more days I’m hanging here and pondering.
I am of now I’m undecided.
Verdict to come.
So I turn to you.
In the most NON-rhetorical of ways I’m curious what you think and what your experiences are:
Is it possible to go home again?