It is exceedingly odd every time I come back to Chicago. I certainly can't call it home any more but it's here I fall into old roles and mannerisms unconsciously. It's is oppressive. I cannot move from the couch; it is the nexus of this house.
On the plus side, the computer I get to use has a wide-screen monitor. That kicks ass.
This captures how I feel when I come home, really, minus the euphemism for homosexuality it could represent.