Justin Willits

Justin Willits Instagram – My whole life I’ve felt this deep sense of not belonging anywhere. My family came from all over the country, and from other countries and most of them put down only 1-2 generations of roots in any given place. I’ve always been jealous of people who have a sense of deep connection and roots with a place, or a community. Add to that I never fit in anywhere, I’ve never met another person exactly like me, I always annoyed everyone (still do- people constantly to this day hate my voice, face, think I have a weird “persona”), never had close friends in school. There are places that mean a lot to me but I’ve never felt like I’ve meant much to any place. But out on the road, even though that sense of moving through a landscape I don’t belong to is only intensified, I feel the most at home. I didn’t mean for it to happen, but I feel the most like myself when I’m wandering, floating, drifting. I don’t know if it’s good or bad, but I feel like so far, this is the closest I’ve felt to belonging to anywhere. The little strips of tarmac that stretch over the horizon. Anywhere, nowhere. Everywhere. I leave a little piece of myself everywhere and I take a little piece of everywhere and everyone with me. My home is with my loved ones, I grew up next to a fantasy park that belongs to no one and even my neighborhood was ephemeral, more fantasy than tangible reality. It’s a strange life but it’s mine. Maybe one day I’ll find some *place* that feels like home, but until then I’ll always feel like a visitor, a wanderer, and everywhere will feel like Randomland. I don’t know if any of that makes sense. It’s just a feeling, it’s always there. Hard to capture in words. | Posted on 25/Jun/2024 20:30:00