The only stable home I’ve had as an adult hasn’t been tangible. It’s been me. My identity. My self. I’m homesick for the person I used to be.
After not seeing each other in person for almost two years, Ashley and I found ourselves back in Europe at the same time, and decided that it was high time for a reunion.
At the end of January, I packed a weekend bag, got up early on a Saturday, and hopped on a train from the Gare du Nord to le département du Nord.
Looking back on 2014.