True Home, by Don Tassone

I felt as though I had fallen asleep, but I was awake. The world around me had simply changed.

Before, my world was filled with light, and I was filled with peace. Now I was surrounded by darkness and muffled sounds. I felt anxious.

Soon, though, I grew comfortable, and my longing for my old place began to wane.

But just as I had begun to settle in, I was forced out, into yet another strange new world. Over time, I grew comfortable there too.

Then I began to remember my true home and understand I had never really left.