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There was a time a while back, when I was travelling the world with a lover. We lived in Berlin and used it as a home base for our frequent trips throughout Europe, with occasional jaunts back to the States. For a nester like me, it took awhile to adapt to our nomad lifestyle. We became each other’s anchors. And each new, strange bed became less so, when we were in it together. I didn’t miss that life once it was over. Now, a book, eyeshades and wherever possible, my dog all help me settle in. What works for you?
Feels like Home by Marcos Calamato [1]