A fragment of a dialogue between me and myself:
-I think I'm homesick.
-But you don't know where home is.
-I try to understand. Is it not the place where your loved ones are?
-Yeah, but your loved ones are scattered around the world.
-Are you saying that the whole world is my home?
-I guess I am.
-Then why don't I feel like i'm home?
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