You feel like a stranger in a strange land in a place you used to call “home.”
You realize the idea of “home” is very subjective. Just because you grew up somewhere doesn’t mean you’ll always belong there.
You know this place will always hold a small piece of your heart and will forever contain some of your fondest memories — and yet, this place is no longer home.
It’s a curious thing that happens when you’ve grown up. It comes on unexpectedly, but it always comes.
The place you’re meant to call home is out there, waiting for you to find it.