“There’s no place like home”. I’ve heard that saying so many times in my life but is that a good thing or a bad thing? At this point, I feel like I may never know. The word home is defined as “the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.” I’m here but am I a member of the family? Or am I the odd one out? Permanent is a strong word, I thought i had a home but then I was out in a matter of a week. I’m confused I’m here for now but do I really want to stay here forever? Do I really have a home if my home doesn’t fit the definition? Everything keeps changing but I thought a home was permanent. I also thought happiness was permanent. I was wrong on that one too.