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The place where I lay my head at night is no longer my home. With me leaving for whichever school I choose to go to in the fall, I am slowly watching my family fall apart, and while I should be depressed about this, I'm not. We're comical people, so it's amusing. I've decided to just sit back and let the pieces fall, and where they land, whether they are together or not, doesn't concern me.