Besides, everyone I love and want to be with, isn't with me. All my favorite things aren't with me. I don't have my pillow! It's not my cooking, which leads to an intestinal adjustment, which isn't pleasant.
Also, the going there and coming home makes me sick. I have motion sickness. My ears suffer excruciating pain when I fly.
Ugh. Leave me alone. Let me stay home. That's where I'm happiest.