What do you do, when an earthquake hits and things are falling apart? What do you do, when your world is starting to crumble? Do you try and grab what you can and run? Or do you stay and keep things from falling off shelves to shatter on the hard floor? Do you grab things to brace a wall so that the wall? What do you do, when the very foundation of your house starts to crack?
Looking back in retrospect, I think I tried to grab what I could and run. Here is very far from what I would consider my home. What drove me to think I could get up and leave? Things were falling apart. I did not want to stick around to see things decay. I wanted to ignore the fact that things have been changing. Was I afraid? I think I was. And because of that, I left.