Home is fascinating to me, and I think back to the different configurations, like the loft I shared with my best friend, where I dreamt her dreams because there were no walls, or the East Village apartment I shared with another Canadian actress, you had to leave the apartment to use the bathroom, it was in the hallway, by the stairwell. The building is on the cover of the Led Zeppelin album Physical Graffiti, so that's cool. My favorite home was the first in my memory, in Calgary. That home had a huge garden and a lawn half the size of a football field. There were three stories and lots of groovy shag carpets. It’s not really the home itself that I loved so much, but the time in my life. I learned to ride a bike in that house, I made forts and I had my first sleep over there. That house represents simplicity and happiness and moving out of that space represents divorce, loss and being out of control.
I’ve been thinking about the concept of home a lot. I hope this new home is a happy one, that we make the right choice and get a great space, but you can’t know exactly until the deed is done. I really trust my gut and most of all I trust that my real home is deep inside of me no matter what space I live in.