Where is home?
"Go home". Two words. Dispair. "You don't belong here". I was born here. London Town. Home to the hipsters and the punks and the rockers and the royals. Home poeple from all over the world* (when the narrative benefits).
They say that home is where the heart is. They forgot to caveat - that home is where the heart first wakes. aches. breaks.
TW: mention of aspects of an abusive relationship. Isn't it funny how you can be having the most groundbreaking, life-changing earth-quaking moment while it is not apparent to anyone around you?