I am a seeker of places that inspire me ... places I can call home ... places I can revel in ... unconditionally ... Not places on anyone's ... bucket list ... but places that exist within the cloak of normalcy ... places we take for granted ... places in which life happens ... everyday life ... where we make our mistakes and learn about who we ... ourselves are ... When I find those places ... I like to explore them ... with poetry ... short stories ... novels ... essays ... After 45 moves across 10 states (United States) and several carriers ... I am now on disability due to pigmentary glaucoma ... I consider Boston to my adult home ... St David's Wales to by my spiritual home ... Rome to be my emotional home ... Minneapolis/St Paul to be the place where the cosmos has dropped me off ... to stay ... Now ... in the haze of glaucoma ... is the time for writing ... The Bard of Franklin Avenue ...