I moved from what had long been my home, there and various hospital wards, into a hospital for 5 long months, then became a homeless person, then moved into a hostel/'safe house' for vulnerable women, and finally into my own flat. I have moved again since and another move is imminent. With my sickness and my unsettled dwelling places, do you wonder that I question the idea of 'home'? What does it mean? Where is the distinction between 'house', or hospital ... hostel ... car..., and my 'home'?
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