Joyful Town

I return to Reno for a bit. It's great.

This place is definitely not home anymore. However, it's something better. It's now a joyful town. Here the grass is rendered greener.

Before I started to realized what I was losing as I moved away. I had allowed myself to make the scenery become a texture that really didn't really matter. I forgot to see the humanity in every obsessive detail of the gilded cage. I forgot to see the majesty in the unforgiving desert. Now, In all of these details I can see it again the soil of meaning.

I was away from Reno long enough to have remembered what not looking at Reno was like. I have had to remember what I was without Reno to create what I am in Davenport. This was one of the most wonderful blessings I received in my life