Homesickness

(Photo by EyeGone Graphics)

I read once that being homesick was a form of unrequited love. It didn’t make me feel any better. I’ve been in the ‘Burg for nearly a year. I’d like to think that I am embracing my little town and its quirky inhabitants. But when I think about places like Steel Creek on the Buffalo River, I wonder if another place will ever touch me so deeply.