Week 14- A Place

I know if I ever find my place in this world, then I did something wrong. I am fine with not belonging, not blending in and not conforming, and have no issue with being out of place. This place always felt temporary for me and still does no matter what. Just passing through. But that place is where I can be more open. No walls, no guards just freedom. I know it is just a place, but why it can open me up to reveal that I live differently here than I do there is inconceivable to the point where I cannot find the cause of it. I could say the atmosphere of the place or the people that I trust, but there is something so much more there that I do not know why it draws me out the way it does. There it feels like living, here it feels like surviving routine. Even when I was there, the routine there was not the routine here. There is not Here. Though being here became a building block of my character and values, I still want to be there. I know if I did not live here I would be a very different person, but sometimes I wonder if how I would be if I stayed there. Sometimes the reality seems better there than here. Now don't get me wrong, I am thankful for everything here and blessed for the lessons that were taught here, but I can't help but wonder. Would I be as strong as I am today here if I was there? Or would I been better off over there? But then character is often tested.