I don't remember the first time I did this; a good guess might be in high school. But it's a habit of mine: Whenever I had just visited home - thus having had my laundry done there - I keep a piece of clothing, something small, unworn. From time to time I pick it up to smell it. It smells like home.
I know, I know, suppose I can just ask Mom what laundry detergent we use at home and then buy it. But that would kill it, wouldn't it?
Yes, folks, I'm back in Melbourne after the long summer break (of traveling to Jakarta to Los Angeles to Jakarta). It was a great time of being with people. I have a wonderful family, friends, and boyfriend. Thanks to all who made the time to laugh with me, to say hi, to give kind words and thoughts, and to share a meal or two. Special thanks to my kind hosts, V and DJ, S and S. What kind of friends let me crash at their place for weeks at a time? The very coolest kind. Highlights and stories from the trip to follow.
The adventure continues.
Mar 1, 2008
Security Blanket
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you're very welcome, ms. faetryn. you're more than welcome to come to stay over when you come back
it's not quite like your security blanket from home, but as i lay on my bed of freshly changed linens, i couldn't help thinking of your post. it's just fresh, invigorating, and yes... a little piece of home sweet home. wherever that is.
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