thank you, boston.

thanksgiving in boston this year... flew in thursday evening and left early sunday morning. ohhhh, i love the beantown so much.

everything was so easily familiar, still kinda innate. i didn't even blink as i walked out of logan and to the T... and i noticed all the tiny differences that've occurred in the past 5 months. mass ave is slightly lower or the curb is slightly higher. the kiddos went crazy with the paint on the bridge while redoing the smoots, haha. there's a new 7-eleven in kenmore that's giving store 24 a run for its money. the funeral home is empty; burrito max is closed; the traffic lights still chirp really loudly and off-beat at mass ave and mem drive. the big apt/commercial bldg near the fenway theaters is really tall now. ..mmm, it's home. "home"...

maybe it's home 'cause i know it so well, maybe it's home because i still know the people there. either way, it was wonderful and good, but weird. i got to see my favorite people -- guys that i don't have to "chit-chat" with. instead, it's a warm hug and a genuine smile and a real, honest hello. that's so refreshing when more than half the conversations that i have nowadays seem to be forcefully polite. so yay. yay for real-ness, i guess.

i didn't get to visit everything or everybody... but 2.5 days isn't enough to suffice for 4 years of grand memories. i'll be back though, for marathon day and weekends in-between -- jet blue is flying dc-boston soon. :)

but home is dc too now. my bed and blankets.. my stuff. and my friends. i wonder when "home" will become less ambiguous...