The air feels right, smells right. I sound right. I act right. It’s all so easy. My body instantly relaxes despite the circumstances. Home. I realize how deep the homesickness goes. Like all my fears, I fear that if I engage I will never find my way out.

But then I remember the struggle. For more meaning. A higher purpose. And I remember the lives I have hopefully touched. And I hope I’ve chosen the right difficult for now.