Week 27 – South Station, Again

South Station, Again

For the second time,

I’m moving through south station.

It’s been years, and I can smile at the memories.

I was so hopeful then,

But I left Michigan at the bar last night and knew it was for the best.

I love that growing up doesn’t always have to feel so scary,

That Boston can be something new to me even after a perfect day six years ago. 

It’s good to know new cities can feel as home as New York does tonight.


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