Places · Oct 29, 2026 · 1 min read
Taking the long way home
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An unfamiliar street, an open doorway, and the joy of getting a little lost.
A familiar route can make a whole neighborhood disappear. You know the turns so well that the space between them becomes a blur.
On a walk home, I chose a different street. There was a blue door, a tree growing around a fence, and a tiny shop with handwritten signs. Nothing spectacular, just a part of the world I had been walking past.
The long way home does not need to be far. Sometimes it is a left where you usually take a right. A small reminder that familiarity is a habit of attention.