I remember in college, moving to a new dorm room every year, it pretty much felt like "home" once my bed had been set up, that being the central element of the room. These days I think my apartment feels like home once my big red couch and love seat are set up and the TV and laptop are going. :) If I have the internet, TV, and somewhere to sit to watch/read, we're good.

I've lived here my whole life and yet on occasion get "You're not from around here, are you?" I wonder if there's some Baltimore woman with desert as her desktop like I have the sugar factory.

You know, as wonderful as my friends there are, the LA area NEVER felt like home, even after five years and my beloved kitty. Maybe because i never had my own apartment there? It's hard to tell. San Diego always felt foreign also, and i lived there for 4 years. Maybe southern california in general....growing up on the east coast it always seemed so exotic and far away...then i moved there :) Portland felt like home within days, even though i have (so far) very few friends here :( But Richmond, where i was born and raised lived for the vast majority of 21 years has a unique place in my heart, and somewhere in the bottom of my stomach. It doesn't feel like home, but it has a unique place of dread. Some feelings you can never get over, and that is something like "home." Right now, i look forward to going home after work and forcing some corporal cuddling on my two sick kitties.

the LA area NEVER felt like home

I don't think it ever will for me.

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I hate those falls in which I bring all the crockery down about me. I know that I'm always going to be felled by passing gravity waves, but I prefer those incidents to happen when I'm the only one to say, "That was stupid." I hope the fall was just a fall, Teppy.

Congratulations to Lieutenant Colonel Joe! We moved a lot when I was a kid, and a lot of those places were never home. Places where I feel at home: the Chicago suburb I lived in until I was 10; an assortment of rural midwestern towns; my college campus; the Field Museum in Chicago; London; libraries; and when I'm driving south on I-75 and see the Atlanta skyline.

Congratulations Stephanie & Lt. Col Joe! Awesome.

I'm dodging the home question for now. Leaving Baltimore hurt like heck. Places where I feel comfortable include on a sailboat, traveling, at the beach, w/my family & online. Hmmm. I could totally package that into home.

I sort of feel like DC and its suburbs are "home", but not a particular dwelling. My condo is too new, and the place I lived for six years I thought of as "temporary", so that didn't work. I liked my previous place, but knew I wasn't staying forever.

Stephanie! That's wonderful news! Please pass on my congratulations to Joe! Yay for you all!

Steph, that's scary! I hope he's ok.

Apparently, at least one Boston high school's prom is tonight. On a Monday? I'm so perplexed.

On Home. I've known I was an East Coast girl ever since I was a little kid--before I'd ever even visited the East Coast. Boston was home from the moment I arrived. My parents' place felt transitional, and I suppose the Cambridge apartment did a bit too. But, this apartment is totally Home. Chicago was kind of home, but I can't imagine ever moving back there. Minnesota was never home, and I would never go back. I suppose part of why Boston feels like home is because I feel safe here. First place in my life...

thanks Burrell! That place looks great.