#feeling in between

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Somewhere Between

I always felt like I was in between— something like home and somewhere far away. Never fully arriving. Never fully leaving. Just existing in the space between who I was and who I wanted to become. I knew the roads. I recognized the faces. But even in familiar places, I carried the feeling that I was only passing through. Like everyone else had roots, and I only had directions. I…