Back on Sunday, when I had the chat with my mom… I filled her in on my studiomate’s health and the reality that he and I should move to liquidate stuff and dump the studio before it becomes a financial burden on both of us… And it has been close to that for awhile at this point.
At some point, I faltered and she questioned it. We were talking about work, and I had mentioned the realistic possibility of losing my oldest local friend. I told her that I just didn’t see the point, if I lose Michael and the studio, of staying here just for a crappy job…
I mean really…
Without a pause, “Would you come back home…?”
I honestly wasn’t thinking about that. I have so many options to consider, and I hesitate to go back to Ohio… to do so would make it too easy to be back under my parents’ roof. I wouldn’t mind being near enough to help with caring for them as they age further, but it is the suburbs… Any job I wanted or would pay better would require an ugly commute.
As much as I miss Ohio, I don’t want to move back. But now, I just keep hearing her question in my head. Any other place I choose is going to hurt her.
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