The semester is going well so far—classes that fill my head with ideas, questions, and new perspectives. TAing is good so far—running a classroom ain’t so bad, and can even be kinda fun. I have a social world, too, seeing people I knew last time I was out here, and meeting new people, too.

Yet. I long for Toronto, Stromness, Dublin, Machiasport. I long for places I’ve never been—St. John’s, Reykjavik, Halifax. I long to see the north Atlantic with a steel-grey sky above it, threatening storm. I long to sit by the window and drink tea, debating whether I should walk out into the wind and watch the weather come in, holding myself tight against the chill.

That makes the warmth and the music and friends all the sweeter.