The Long Haul Home

A desire sets off towards a place far inland whose spires lift like raised pikes on the horizon. There is always a "somewhere" hanging in the sky above your head, an El Dorado, a glistening pot, a floodlit dream plastered like a billboard on a roadside hoarding promising a better life on Paradise Island Estate. But you never get there, petering out on the side of a highway, running low on fuel or finding that you really don't want to go to that place where you first set out to go. A lifetime on you should have known the answer has always been waiting back here, sitting at the far end of a U turn, after the long haul home.