Charleston.

I am back home, in Charleston.

I did not realize the extent of my homesickness until return.
The coffee is better here, I've a bike to use, a pizza joint where everyone knows my name, and a multitude of friends around every corner.
Now, I'm one that enjoys walking into a room, or country, where I don't know a soul, or a word. However, I am also a creature that enjoys comfort. Familiar surroundings from time to time are just as exciting as the other options.
I have found a job teaching children art, and am looking for a house.
Things are in flux, transition, as I look for a dwelling space, and begin my life here... again.