Every single day we create new memories. And in doing so, we subconsciously intertwine specific experiences with our surroundings.
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Homecoming and Homesickness
Last August, exactly two years after my parents moved to Texas, my boyfriend, Jack, held my hand while I wept outside of my childhood home and wiped snot on my sleeve. I grew up in a small colonial house on a sleepy suburban street in Maryland. A huge oak tree blanketed the front yard in…