As a kid I moved around a lot. My mom and dad were in a constant state of breaking up and getting back together. When they'd break up we'd move 100 miles away to my grandparents house. When they'd get back together we'd come back. I was always telling my classmates and friends in both cities that I was moving for good this time, but then I'd be back a month later. They stopped believing me after a while, then one day I was gone for good (from the one city) and here to stay (in the other city).