I've been reading Cherrie Moraga's The Last Generation this weekend. The verse that follows made sense to me in my own life and goes well with the photos I posted in my last post.
After awhile it comes down to a question
of life choices not a choice between you/or her
this sea town/or that bruising city
but about putting one foot in front of the other
and ending up somewhere
that looks like home.
-From "En Route para Los Angeles" by Cherrie Moraga