I once lived in a town where everyone was me. I was everyone. Everyone spoke words I thought of, Read the same words, believed in the same gods, wore the same clothes, and loved everything we differed in.
I now live in a town where I am no one. No one is me. I have not heard a word of the languages they speak, I do not know the names for what they wear on their feet, or how to stand on their soil, I have come to cease existing. I have become everyone else, I was so used to it being the other way around.