But then I came back. It turns out, when you leave your home for almost 2 years, suddenly going back does not feel so natural anymore.

At some point, you float in between places, nowhere entirely yourself anymore. Which sounds worse than it actually is. You get used to restructuring yourself, redefining this, erasing that and trying to find some joy in between.

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