Homeless.

I realized today that I don't have a home. Sure, I have many houses that I can stay at - I can virtually stay at almost every major city in the province, at least in every major area in the province has a town with an open door and an open bed for me. I'm extremely blessed, and I have great friends.

But I don't have a home. Home is a place where you can fold your clothes in drawers and put your books on shelves. But that's only half of it. And I don't have the other half. And I only have the one half in half a place. And that realization made me extremely upset.