"I walked away, back to where I'd come from, grabbed my bag, then left that house and eventually that city, kept leaving, year after year, until where I was from became, each time, the last place I left, until home meant an address, until home meant ass much as my memory of that morning would betray" (352).
Home is fluid for some because it does not have to be a physical place or location, and because identifying with a single location can be painful, or even impossible, for some.