It’s funny. When you leave your home and wander really far, you always think, "I want to go home." But then you come home, and of course it’s not the same. You can’t live with it, you can’t live away from it. And it seems like from then on there’s always this yearning for some place, that doesn’t exist. I felt that. Still do. I’m never completely at home anywhere. :)))
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