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Five Things You Face When You Go

@Westbridge Five Things You Face When You Go Home is the old trick we played on time, a kitchen full of noise, shoes breeding by the door, your photographs leaning against one another like they have been drinking and know a secret. I cared for these walls, but you made them family. East is morning, and you are its impossible children, walking toward a world that has no idea who you are yet. Let it find out. Let it be surprised. You were never meant to spend your whole lives being the people I already know how to love. South is heat, weather, bad decisions and good stories, the country where every road eventually charges admission. You will lose things. You will win things. You will occasionally confuse the two, as I did, and discover that growing up is mostly expensive education. West is where the sun goes down carrying everybody's youth, and someday you will look back from some city I cannot name and understand why I always stood a little too long at the door. It was never because...

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