how we move forward

In "Another Country", the son of an exile grows up in a country not of his father's.  His father constantly dreams of coming home, to a place that before long only he and his generation know.  But the son does not know this, and mistakes the place for a place, a mass of land, a point in geography.  The son travels and discovers for himself what alienation is.  How it is to belong to a Some Place without a name, to search for it where even cartographers do not know where.

But home is where the heart is, someone says.
Home is where one is most secured, another pipes in.

What do they know of homes that are not what they are supposed to be.  And what do they know of life's constant irony: to search for that which cannot be found; to leave places that refuse to be left behind; to flee only to return again.

The country of our forefathers, the country of women, the country of childhood, bittersweetness, trauma, nostalgia.

The day we met, the city was in pain, begins the story.

How we leave places.  And how, no matter we leave, the places do not leave us.