home?

I just got pictures from home and its really strange looking at them sliming at you, but knowing that we live in completely different worlds now. Going home is going to be very awkward, I can feel it. My mom will probably clean the whole house, and wash my sheets, like I'm a guest. If its too odd I don't think I'll go home next year. I'm just realizing the place I called home for over 18 years isn't home anymore and the people I called family seem like strangers. I haven't started calling my dorm here home yet, so maybe seeing that the place I still kind of saw as home isn't home, made me wonder if I really have a home or if I will ever have a home again. Oh well, I'm not old enough to be contemplating the notion of home.