It is funny how people ebb and flow, from here to there, over the course of their lives and our life. How strong the pull and attraction of the home town can be, how daunting and listless a new land can seem. How making that initial journey into pastures can take years, but walking in the same old tired footsteps can seem vital and necessary.
Some things never change. Some things never stay the same. Some things never are. Some things will always be.