Belonging, that's a very precious thing to find. What do you think makes it feel that way?
And yeah, I grew up here, but went to Cali to work. (I keep thinking of posting my career disaster story, but I'm too nervous.)
But I'd wake up and think, "Oo, what a beautiful day," "Oo, another beautiful day". Took me a while to get my head around the fact that it was going to be like that every day. My memory is of a huge blue.