I Spy
None Dare Call It Home
Have you ever read the I Spy picture books? You look at an image and scour it for a delicate silver bell, or an old ice skate, and even though you think you’ve familiarized yourself with the picture, sometimes you can’t see the object you’re looking for. But it’s there. You just have to look harder.
I should mention that I’m currently not in Isla Vista.
I’m “home,” though I call where I’m now staying “home” in the loosest sense of the word, due to recent radical changes in my living situation. This has given me a taste of what it will be like when I move away from IV post-graduation.