Belonging.

Belonging. It's a funny concept, really. If you think about it. And I obviously have thought about it. For far too long. Everyone has their own opinion. Individual beliefs. About who belongs. And who doesn’t. It’s a social dilemma. An environmental issue. A philosophical conundrum. Google it. You’ll see. Belonging. Philosophy. Society. Environment. Thousands of hits. No two the same. But I digress. A concept based completely on people's preconceived perceptions. There are no laws regarding who belongs where. Just unwritten rules. We have this idea in society that we all belong in certain situations. Whether that be an area. A tribe. A nation. Even the simple concept of immigration terrifies some members of society. Why? Immigrants, by definition, are just people who used to be somewhere else. They were once in one place, and now they’re here. What’s wrong with that? In a world separated by economical borders more than physical borders, the government desperately tries to keep us in the same place. Fearful that a population and the workload of a nation will not be equal, they try to imprison us in these borders by giving us illusions of safety. Of home. They say home is where the heart is. And my heart resides inside my body. By this logic, my home, my place of belonging, is wherever I damn well please.

Many thanks to Elliott Round, Daniel Shapoval and all others involved.