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What happens when the familiar suddenly becomes unfamiliar? I'm back in my old apartment here in Yongchuan (the place I've called home for two years), yet I feel like a guest. The walls and floors haven't been altered, neither has the furniture, layout or scent. I suppose after being on the road since November, settling down into a place, regardless of my degree of closeness to it, will not be easy. Maybe a nomadic existence would be more suitable...