I’m home. Back in Rhode Island. Living with my parents for a month or so.
You ever watch those Harry Potter movies? You remember the magical photographs that line the staircase of Hogwarts? They depict animated – almost alive – images of people, suspended in a moment of time. That’s what home is like.
I could be gone a month or five years, it doesn’t matter. When I am home, everything is the same. A frozen sliver of eternity. It’s like watching your favorite movie for the 100th time. It’s a predictable but enjoyable performance. You know the lines, the plot, the characters. Everything happens on cue.
Home is comfortable. A stark contrast from Argentina. And a good change for the time being.
But I also know this: when you plunge into the unknown, you grow and develop as a person. Home is the opposite. It’s very much the known. Being home is nice – but I will not stagnate in its gravitational pull (which I can feel already). I will make the most of being home – I will enjoy the holidays, but then I will continue on my journey. My condo will be complete, and onward I will go.
Speaking of journeys: my flight. 20 hours! It was a great opportunity to catch up on my reading. I’m reading Middlesex right now. It’s a mesmerizing but slow read. In the Buenos Aires airport, I met a really wonderful woman who had taken a month off of work to hike through South America. What a beautiful, free spirit. The trip home was incident free (save the medical emergency that hastened a landing in Atlanta).
Tonight, my family and Will went out for dinner. We had wonderfully greasy American Chinese food. I’ve been craving it for 3 and a half weeks now!
And then Will and I decided a talky blog is overdue. We’ll post soon 
.
October 29, 2007 at 10:04 pm
Welcome Back Home!
-Jaime
October 29, 2007 at 10:10 pm
Glad you made it back safe. Yes, a Will and Dave talky blog is long overdue!
October 29, 2007 at 10:24 pm
as they say… cheesy and all… “all that is left to say is “Welcome Home Davey.. Welcome Home!!”
October 29, 2007 at 10:28 pm
Welcome home
October 30, 2007 at 1:20 am
Welcome “home” Davey … but it’s all new … you, your parents, the state, the entirety of Existence has marched forward as is its Nature … so welcome to a New exciting Reality!
Damn! I confess I am hooked! I read you blog daily … there is something so special about you …
Bodhi
October 30, 2007 at 8:31 am
Welcome home! Hope you don’t mind the cold, because it’s been rather tilly lately.
October 30, 2007 at 12:27 pm
Here’s a question…not necessary to answer. Why 20 hrs. for the flight? I went across the Pacific Ocean from California and that was a 12 (maybe 14) hour trip. Not unless you stopped at multiple cities. Eventually I’ll make my way down to Uruguay, but not before I go to Brasil…and many cities of Brasil first.
October 30, 2007 at 2:05 pm
Do you like coffeemilk?
October 30, 2007 at 4:07 pm
I checked you out for the first time a few days ago….and now I’m hooked. You’re soooo cute…but so interesting too. So, just to let you know that your blog is now being read daily by yours truly…. all the way from Cape Town, South Africa.
Cheers,
Alec
October 30, 2007 at 4:16 pm
Don’t know if you speak french but well, that’s a shame if you don’t lol =)
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Un petit site bien sympa, ça fait du bien d’aller flâner par là de temps en temps. Continuez comme ça surtout; mais mince, les tee-shirts existent mdr!
Ou est-ce pour nous montrer ces (beaux) biceps of yours? lol
:^D
Have fun (come on, sure you’ll get through it with a mediocre bilingual dictionary -many transparent words furthermore :p-)
^^
-and yes I know, not necessarily the good place to tell this all…well say it’s my french chaotic touch
October 31, 2007 at 10:11 am
glad to hear your home. I guess youll let us know what hastened you landing in atlanta
November 2, 2007 at 11:01 pm
what part of RI? i live in saunderstown…
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November 21, 2008 at 3:14 pm
I feel the EXACT same way when I go back to my parents. The creepiest thing is that all the people that stayed there after high school are pretty much the same; have the same friends, jobs, do the same thing, etc. I kind of find it quiant tho, like theres one part of my life thats stable and reliable. And you know the saying, theres no place like home, and its kind of nice to think thats true, at least for my home. Especially when it could be so much worse; im truly thankful to have such a nice home to go back to and be able to see old friends again.
also, it helps me appreciate all the subtleties that I seem to forget. (am I the only one who feels like everything gets smaller when I go back?)
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