Home Is: A Photologue

Where your childhood park is still just as magical

The place with the most kick-ass state flag in the world

Where you need to look up sometimes to spot the hidden gems

Where you threw the best party of your life

Where you can be a kid again

Where sometimes, time seems frozen

Where a strange mix of nostalgia and relief reign



Where the filter of distance and time makes everything
more wonderful than you remember.

Where you are greeted with a Coke with your name on it, proudly
retrieved by your dad, who dug through bins and bins of bottles
to find it.

Where your tween cousins keep you from being a
boring old codger.