Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.

I am already disturbed. Please come in.

Somewhere to go...

Having somewhere to go is home
Having someone to love is family
Having both is a blessing.

Home is wherever I am with you

Home is the person or place you want to return to over and over.

It’s like I’m homesick for a place that doesn’t even exist.

Monachopsis

(n.) the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place,
as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on the beach –
lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits,
unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended habitat,
in which you’d be fluidly, brilliantly, effortlessly at home.