March 17 2012 On Moving Out of the House I Grew Up In

i blame asia, entirely. that home in gulshan 1. in dhaka? in the span of a month, that literally turned into home. and after india, and those "hotels," when i got homesick, i wasn't thinking about this house. as much of home, as it is. i was thinking of where my mom and dad were, and in the span of flying in and out of bangladesh, that place, became our home. that dresser in my mom's room became all too quickly littered with her make ups and creams. and i had room there too, and i didn't even have a laptop in it - but all you need is a consistent set of four walls. cause it was home. i think, even, it was harder to say goodbye to gulshan, than it is to say goodbye here.