| 12:06a |
It's happening!!!
Mom and Dad's house will always be home in some sense. It will always be a refuge for me, it will always be a safe place, it will always be something of an escape.
But all of the sudden, it's not exclusively my home anymore.
I've come to realize that I've lived the vast, vast majority of my adult life in Corvallis. I know Corvallis way better than Woodburn or Salem or Silverton. I feel more in tune with it than Mt. Angel. (Mt. Angel is so impossibly tiny that if you go there more than twice, you know it well.)
I've caught myself more than once lately referring to Corvallis as "home."
I'm a visitor here at my parents'. Not in a bad way. I'm a visitor that is literally welcome to waltz in any time of the day or night. If I came upon hard times, I could even live here.
But I'm developing my own identity as an adult!! I'm sure I'll revert to here as my home a little bit once I move out of Corvallis (which will eventually happen; it might not be goodbye forever, but within the next year I will probably say "see you later").
I'm doing it! I'm living on my own, I'm supporting myself 100%! |