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I ended up in Farley's Coffee for half an hour or so last night and got beat over the head and heart with a strong sense of deja vu. It resonated from somewhen a decade or more ago.... but a search through older memories, particularly the ones from when I used to cut class and go wandering turned up nothing.
Such a strong sense of... something... not home or kinship, or even belonging... but safe space for some aspect or similar self.
Such a strong sense of... something... not home or kinship, or even belonging... but safe space for some aspect or similar self.
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That being said, I don't think my resonating with this place was the same kinda thing. It was surprisingly forceful, and not "a home" so much as "this place has positive emotional relevance". And I don't even have a sense that the contentment and security was strictly mine. I've been trying to figure out the odd interaction with a cafe I am pretty sure I have never been to since last night. <sigh>
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It's wonderful that a space can provide that kind of feeling, even if it was circumstantial or a case of unintentional cross-reference.
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Also, being away from anything familiar for almost a year now, feeling home is a loose term. The general atmosphere in the Shipyard on a saturday afternoon has that homely feeling to me.
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And Farley's, if it's the place I'm thinking of, is a good place. I've spent scraps of time there, sitting and writing and having cocoa when I'm out visiting a friend who lives nearby.