This time, for the first time, home didn't feel like home.

He landed and was picked up by one of his best friends but it didn't seem like he was home, the final destination, it just felt like a stop over a vacation. No sense of permanence pervaded this place or his thoughts. Home - he was pained to say - wasn't home anymore.

Home was an ideal, a finality that was no longer a possibility or at least not anytime soon.