I have spent a large portion of my life relocating and therefore I have constantly had to teach myself how to adapt to new environments. There are pros to a scenario like this, such as my high level of independence. However, when there are pros it often means the cons are not far away. It was not until the question “What is home when you’re away” was asked that it hit me. Do I have a home? Well, due to my frequent moving I don’t consider myself to truly have a place that I call home. I more so see home as a place that can provide me with enough solitude to feel at ease, allowing room for me to readjust. Overall, I’d say I’m homesick for a home I haven’t found yet.