It’s still Monday somewhere, right? In fact I think it’s still Monday where Cait is, so this post still reaches its deadline.
I am back. At home (or rather, the office). In Cambodia. We arrived in the dead of night, and of course this brain decided to turn on promptly at 4am. I wasn’t quite sure where I was for the first 30 seconds. Which Airbnb? What part of California? But the moment I stepped into the living room of our little wooden house in Phnom Penh, there was a sigh of relief. I was home.
This three week trip through the western edge of the United States was exactly what I needed. In four words: I GOT TO SEE CAIT.
But it was time for me to come back, hit the restart button and start contemplating a new normal. I can’t wait to share with you every single new thing, and all of the discontents (read: anxiety and excitement in equal measure) that accompany change, uncertainty and forward movement.
In the meantime, here’s a little sonnet about home, from a favourite singer of mine, in his gorgeous little abode in the little neighbourhood that caught me just three weeks ago. I hope your home is a sanctuary too.