Lake Menona / Red Line
New places are beautiful, if only because you take the time to notice. The lake near your apartment will never be quite as breathtaking, the trees and leaves and colors never quite as vibrant as the ones you see as a visitor. Daily life somehow takes beauty away, covers it up with schedules and chores and bad memories and those people who drive you crazy.
But still, there is something magical about home. There is a comfort in knowing what’s not beautiful. In knowing what’s wrong and hard, and whose smile might help it go away. There is a comfort in knowing the streets, the best cafes, the depth of your couch, and your favorite place to sit on public transit. In knowing that often the best part of going away is the feeling you get when you crawl into your own bed once you’re home.
