I was in the city today to meet other clergy new (or new-ish) to the Presbytery. I came home on the rush hour express train, when many return to their places of rest at the end of each day.
I often have mixed feelings about this time of day. Because I love the city so much, it feels like "returning" when I go in the morning...and yet at the end of the day I also like to go home to my kitties and my quiet neighborhood. The city is both home and not home for me right now. Weird. (of course, if I had the opportunity and the means, I'd most likely move down there in a heartbeat. then I would return to the suburbs to see friends and get kale and other such things...so it's a multi-faceted return!)
(of course, about 10 minutes after I left the Presbytery office it occurred to me that I should have taken a picture of THAT--because I am returning to my first Presbytery....d'oh!)
Return: Day 2 of the Lent photo-a-day challenge.