Light years later or so it seems, I find myself here. On this what seems like an endless vacation, I have found myself in Winnipeg, Manitoba if you care to look it up. Winnipeg is home. When I drive downtown late at night, and it is still warm enough to drive with the windows down, since all of the concrete is heated up from the day, bon iver playing on the stereo, the sights, smells, lights, and people just hit me. And I am home.... truly home, not just where I live currently. But where everything is. When you choose to live so far away (1600 kms) give or take, you think that nothing will change and everybody is on pause until you return. The only thing that hasn't changed is the memories, and most of the time that is ok. Have you been home lately?