As soon as I put on the glasses, I knew. 

This was everything I'd wanted to see, and yet it was still just barely not mine. It taunted, beckoning to me and saying,

"Just come a bit closer, don't worry, you can catch up! We're right here, what's the matter?"

The swirls of bright color and almost overwhelmingly happy characters stared me in the face and told me that I am nothing. 

I took one step, then two. My throat burned. 

Another step. My hands started floating as though I had fallen into the ocean. I kept walking, slowly closing the distance to their outstretched arms and wide smiles.

The rainbow of colors flashed.

Closer.

My freckles changed color.

Closer.

My heart tore out of my chest.

Closer.

My eyes melted.

Closer.

I felt them tear into the flesh of my arms, and I laughed, my smile becoming just as wide and impossible as theirs.

So this is what it felt like to be home.