Surrounded by unfamiliarity, you find yourself hauled against an alternate way of life. You begin from zero, again.
You look above you, breathe. The air is clear. New connections are forged in the household.
Choosing to embrace them compels you to feel a sense of gratitude. But you seem to be at odds with those around you.
Despite your hopeful attempts to assimilate, language hinders your progress. Your thoughts and intentions are bound.
When you unbind your thoughts, you expose fragments of yourself. How do you feel?