But there's no use in talking to people who have home ,they have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people for home to be wherever you lay your head. I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean I belonged to no one, who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me. Every night I used to pray.. on the open road i had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing i desired anymore, I believe in the person I want to become I believe in the freedom of the open road , I believe in the kindness of strangers. I am crazy, but I am free.