There's more?!?

It seems as though everyone else in my class has abandoned their blogs, and I had thought about it as well. But today, I just felt like writing about home and this seemed an appropriate and familiar spot to wrestle with it for a while.

I was thinking about how transitory my homes seem. It feels like I can never get to a piece of land that I can claim. I don't own a home or land. My parent's don't own a home or land. This has bred within me the feeling that I don't have one. Even my country was taken from some one else, and sometimes I feel I don't really belong to the land here.

That's all for now.