i figured out why i like coming home the other day.
it's the control group.
it's the only place where i can go to evaluate who i am and get an accurate view of how far i've come. i've lived in this town my whole (remembering) life, in this same house, with the same, crazy neighbors.
have i changed?
do i see the world that i've always known differently?
this is my realization as to why it was so important for me to get out of this town.
so i always have somewhere to come home to.
so i have a place that will always have a piece of me...just in case i get lost.