“What does it feel like to be home?”

“You know, to be honest, it’s weird but also not weird at the same time. It’s like I never left…but also it is.”

I’m home for the holidays, and I feel like I kind of have two lives but also one life. Have you ever felt that feeling? Is it possible to feel two things at once?

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