Burlington Blues

Returning to Vermont in the Summer is always bittersweet for me. It is Paradise, and Paradise creates longing. I wonder why I subject myself to New York City Summers. If I'm not going to have air conditioning either way, I'd prefer the place with immediate access to cool lake water and forest shade. But I also feel like a stranger, like my home has grown up without me and the absence created by the relocation of my closest friends and I to bigger cities has been filled with strangers who get to enjoy the Heaven I have given up. I'm know just being dramatic though, and my home state will always be my home, just as wherever I'm living is.