Nomad

I find myself living in a small town.

Here I am, in this place called home.

I have never known permanence and it makes me foreign to these people.

I make them uncomfortable with my strange ideas and illogical thoughts… with the way I challenge their social norms.

Sometimes I feel as though I’ve overstayed my welcome. 

Home has always been wherever the wind carries me.

And happiness?  Happiness is anywhere.  Everywhere.

All my life, there was a constant ebb and flow of new and old.

But here.  A small town cemented in tradition and closed minded thinking. 

I will never fit. 

And I don’t want to.