chapter  12
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Autobiography and Exile: Edward Said’s Out of Place

WithLINDA ANDERSON

One of my earliest memories is of homesickness, of wishing that I was somewhere else. But over time, I’ve come to view the idea of home as being overrated. There’s a lot of sentimentality about ‘homelands’ that I don’t really care for. And wandering around is really what I like to do most.1