Situations XII

That moment when you don’t feel anymore at home when you’re at home. It’s just like you don’t belong there, like a stranger in a strange land. Nothing is the same, no-one is like they used to be or, more likely, you’re not who you were and you will never be the same again. And now the thing is you’re not afraid of leaving, you’re afraid of staying and being trapped in that weirdly familiar world, missing people who already left and without knowing who you used to know.

I can't stay.  I can’t stand it. I need to go.

This moment.