Belonging

Ever since I was a little girl, I always had a very strong sense of belonging. I always knew where was I able to feel at home and who could I trust. And it has always worked for me. I guess that, as time goes by, we loose - or at least I lost - a lot of this. I don´t know if t´s due to the bad experiences we´ve had along the way. Perhaps. But perhaps it´s that we find, each and every time, littler of us in others. As our history occurs, we become more and more unique, in a way that we only feel like we belong with those whom we share a lot of things in common. And that´s not that common! It´s the other way around, really.
In the end, it feels like we only belong inside ourselves. It´s not really as if a place or a structure can hold us down. And even inside ourselves, we become mutated - mutating - inside our own previous concepts of what we are.
I guess what I mean is that we shouldn´t get too attached to a vision of what we are and where we are, because that is supposed to constantly change. I mean, that´s at the very least, what happens to me ^^