Homecoming.
The move went miserably. But it was done. I’m back in Brooklyn. I gained my 718 area code, my 112 zip code, my badge of pride back, and I feel the vibrations of my mother land ringing strong.
I know that last one sounds odd, but you can’t explain it. I’m on my roof top this morning, and I’m just listening. I heard church bells, airplanes, traffic, all melding together to make this hum that’s brooklyn.
As I’m up there, I’m sipping on a soda. I get this warm feeling, it was foreign yet familiar. I know this one from somewhere, it wasn’t the sun it was coming from inside. It was inside me.
It was, for a lack of a better word, happiness. I was happy for the first time in forever.
Yeah I know shocking isn’t it.
So what do I do now?
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