This Temporary Phase

"It's like you feel homesick for a place that doesn't even exist. Maybe it's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't ever have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. I don't know, but I miss the idea of it, you know. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people that miss the same imaginary place." -Garden State


Have you ever felt that you are stuck in this place called the "Temporary Phase". That nothing in your life ever feels permanent? Well, I do. 


Day after day, it's the same thing. I get up out of my temporary bed with my temporary sheets. I whisk away to the bathroom to wash my face with my temporary face wash (just to see if this one works). I then put on my temporary work clothes to go to my temporary job where I converse with temporary people. To get to that job, I take my temporary car. I take my temporary classes every Tuesday and Wednesday at a temporary school to fulfill my degree that will happen...not soon enough. So day after day, night after night, I do this routine. Nothing seems permanent or worthwhile. Everything feels like it is going to go away after a certain time. 

I miss the days of permanence. Where everything was mine and nothing felt strange.