Friday, May 25, 2012
Green and pleasant land
I've been traveling back and forth between the US and UK my whole life. I asked my mum when the first time was, and she said she was breast feeding me, so it's been a while. Because I left England for good when I was 13, the country is powerfully nostalgic for me. The food, the smells, the idiosyncrasies, create this sort of constant nostalgic deja vu.
I think maybe when you grow up with a certain environment and then leave it, that environment becomes the prototype for you in later life. What you are always unconsciously looking for to feel at home. Yesterday we went for a walk a along the Norfolk coast, our go-to summer spot when we were young. All the neurons in my brain were shouting at once: "This is it!!! This is the most beautiful place on earth!" How funny to realize that the familiar is actually what our heart wants.