This is my home and I love it, but lately I've been feeling more and more out of place, like a fish that suddenly lost its fins and grew a pair of legs overnight.
It's bizaare. I'm an alien in my own hometown.
The perils of leaving and meeting new people. The people you once knew are pushed farther and farther to the periphery until they're already too far removed from you.
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