I was once in a house in a city, continents, even an ocean away, and I felt more at home than home ever did. I know what you’re wondering – what was this city?
And you see, that’s exactly the wrong question. It didn’t matter what house, what city, even what continent away.
No, the question is why home has never once, in all my life, felt like home.
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