and suddenly

"-you know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in.. isnt really your home anymore? all of a sudden, even though you have some place to put your shit, the idea of home is gone.
- i still feel at home in my house
-you'll see one day when you move out, it just sort of happens one day and its gone... and you feel like you can never get it back. its like you feel homesick for a place that doesnt even exist. but maybe its like this right of passage, you know? you wont ever have that feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids and for the family you start.. its like a cycle or something. i dont know, but i miss this idea of it, you know. maybe thats all family really is....a group of people that miss the same imaginary place.
-maybe."