No place ever seems the same to me. Somehow, the places I know acquire totally different atmospheres every time I visit them. Maybe I'm not seeing clearly. Maybe I have metaphorical cataracts.
For example, tonight, I feel like a stranger in my room and the rest of my house is flatly depressing. Just sitting here at my computer, I feel so out of place that my skin is prickling. I can't help but wonder if it's because I've just moved my computer into my room, and I haven't had my computer in my room since the ninth grade.
My only solution is to go to sleep and hope I wake up somewhere else.
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