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"You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isnt really your home anymore? All of a sudden, even though you have somewhere where you put all your shit, that idea of home is gone."
"I still feel at home in my house."
"You'll see when you move out. It sorta happens one day and it's gone. It's like you can never get it back. It's like you feel homesick for a place that doesnt even exist. Maybe it's like this right of passage, you know? You won't ever have that feeling again until you create a new home for yourself. You know, for your kids, for the family you start. It's like a cycle or something. I don't know, but I miss the idea of it, you know? Maybe thats all a family really is... a group of people who miss the same imaginary place."
"I still feel at home in my house."
"You'll see when you move out. It sorta happens one day and it's gone. It's like you can never get it back. It's like you feel homesick for a place that doesnt even exist. Maybe it's like this right of passage, you know? You won't ever have that feeling again until you create a new home for yourself. You know, for your kids, for the family you start. It's like a cycle or something. I don't know, but I miss the idea of it, you know? Maybe thats all a family really is... a group of people who miss the same imaginary place."