Reborn

The great thing about moving to a new country other than escaping a terrible situation was the freedom of being reborn. Of being a complete stranger. Of not being expected to be anything. I could be anything. I could be anyone! I thought I wouldn’t have to worry about the past anymore, but memories remain vivid in my dreams. This is home. This is my home. But I know that one day I’ll have too many memories, know too many people, and want to be reborn again, somewhere new.