Virtual Home

In just a few years I will have lived here longer than I did in the country of my birth and with every passing year I feel more and more out of touch with it. I have this visual of the path behind me eroding with every step I take forward. It is not something I grapple with, but it does sadden me a little. I have been fortunate to be surrounded by a thriving African Diaspora and that helps. When we get together we conjure up this virtual home. A fuzzy place made up of nostalgia and melancholy. A place where we came from but that has also changed so much in our absence that we feel we no longer belong.




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