That’s the life of an immigrant. You lose the concept of “home”. You can try to build one for the next generation but for you it’s most likely gone forever. It’s very strange because I don’t feel at home in my new country but I’ve also been gone for so long that my old country feels just as alien.
Yeah I guess this is the life we have now. It is really strange. Now I understand why mankind want to achieve immortality. Life is too short, and distance is too far. There's no greater value in life than living in the moment with people you treasure.
