They say, “You can’t go home again.” ‘They’ in this case, being Thomas Wolfe (I had to Google that). I didn’t feel that way. I loved going home. Especially in those after-college years, when I was furiously working, moving from state to state - and felt anything but settled. Going home felt like a respite from a fast moving life bursting with uncertainties. At home everything was familiar and comfortingly complacent. Inhale the scent of the house you grew up in, exhale anxiety from the foreign world that is your real life.