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one day you wake up and realize another time that there's no way you'll ever be able to return to that place that was once so comfortable where you felt like you were safe and all was right with the world. now another day you may find yourself in another such place, but never that place again. now i guess i've learned to wallow in the uncomfortability forgetting that i will eventually cease to be a spiritual nomad. my home will manifest itself in me and i in my home. that way i'll know comfort and contentment wherever and with whomever God places me.