…and a comfy couch, a reading chair and wonder what that must be like, to have a place that is home. I’ve been in the same place for 31 years and I’m living in a constant state of readiness, to evacuate at a moment’s notice, my papers stored and things I need to stay in business in two backpacks, my clothes in storage bins that look like drawers to the naked eye, unless you looked up close. I can vanish in ten minutes if I needed to… nothing in my house is mine and I need little in it.
I see photos of people’s houses, stuffed with books and memorabilia and plants and a comfy couch, a…