Do you know how it feels, if you have spent some time of your live in another world, some kind of parallel universe, and even though you haven't been born in this world you felt more at home there than anywhere else, and now you are living in this world (let's call it the „real world") (which is also the world where you were actually born) again, but you always missed the other world, because it was the first place where you found friend and became really happy and secretly you always hoped that you could go back to this world, but then this world was destroyed … and now the insight overcomes you that you a trapped in this world for ever, that you'll never be able to get back to the other world, which you considered as your "true" world, your "true home" … ?
… I know it.