Homeless
The cold air reminded me of the days I used to walk in the wind to school / work in the midwest. I've never been homesick and I hesitate to use that word to describe how I feel right now. There's nothing in which to return for home is moreso a state of mind than an actual place. The people made up my "home" and the majority of them have passed on to the land of the living. I don't want to link up with them again anytime soon, so I must find my (new) home in the interim.
