Home is Where the [Insert Noun Here] Is

It’s an age-old conundrum, but maybe today I’ve figured it out

A view from our Ptown roof. Looks homey, no? Photo by author.

I’ve been back in Provincetown just over 24 hours.

Once again I’m overwhelmed by the idea that I can get in a tin can (or two, and then a hotel bed, and then a ferry) and end up in a place that feels every bit as home—but different—as where I get my mail, pay my…