0719: Closeted

A glimpse into my closet, a work in progress.
I've always had issues with making places feel like home. When I left "home" at 19, everywhere else I lived felt so temporary. I never bothered to decorate or organize because no where felt like it would ever last forever. I can't believe I left home in December 2006 and have lived in five cities since then - Tallahassee, Chicago, New York, Orlando and now San Francisco. I don't know that anything has felt or will feel quite like home. I always thought that once I got a job, once I started my own life, once I was working on my own projects that suddenly something would click and I would feel settled. I think I was mistaking success with a feeling of familiarity. I'm realizing now that, as cliche as the saying is, home is truly where the heart is. My heart lives with my family, my best friends, my tumultuous romance. I think I will always feel like an aimless wanderer on a futile search for comfort until my body can be where my heart lives.