Today’s prompt invites us to go deeper into ourselves. Where do you live? In a house, in a town, in a dream? Be literal or not. The photographer Dorothea Lange once gave her students an assignment to photograph where they lived. They asked her to do the assignment too; she brought a picture of her foot. (She’d had polio as a child). Go with your first thought.
Where Do You Live?
I love this story of Dorothea Lange. It made me wonder why she chose to write about her foot. Then I realised that it was a reminder of her passion. She didn’t allow anything to keep her from doing what she loved.
When I think about home, I think about books. I’ve always thought of them as home. A place to seek comfort, to be be understood, to be myself.
Books are what allowed me to think of new ideas, they helped me grow. They taught and nurtured me! They were my portable home when I was young and we moved from city to city and later house to house.
I can still remember the joy of reading as I began reading on my own. The thrill, the excitement and the absolute delight I felt to discover words, stories, characters.
Later on it was non-fiction that inspired me to make changes, to understand myself, to help me realize that I am not alone in my struggles and and my weakness. Books were and always will be home for me.
Where do you live?
I’ve been writing here every day since 15 August 2022 — a five minute write in response to a prompt from the book, Kicking In The Wall, as a 100 Day Writing Challenge to myself. I write in a notebook the night before and publish it the next day – so that might explain references to pen, paper, night etc )
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