My Other Ride is a Chocobo
Displacement

I feel displaced. The feeling of being displaced from a familiar place to a new one isn’t new to me and isn’t a big deal, but currently I feel displaced from everywhere; ultimately and completely. I feel like this is a result from not putting enough stock in one place and spreading my “home” in a line all the way across the US starting with my friends at the University of Idaho and other places near there in the north, down to my hometown in Boise, down to my school in Salt Lake City, and then on to Tucson where my family is. Having too many homes feels just like having no homes.