The tables have been turned

So I'm back in Kansas for a few weeks. I found myself very confused about how I felt as I flew over Kansas City.

I saw this car driving through... well I don't know what because there were no lights on the ground except the car's headlights. And all I could think is why is this person driving somewhere where there are no lights? I mean is he driving through a field or what? I've gotten so used to seeing street after street of lights. Seeing houses and cars and every crack in the pavement. And seeing the dark and knowing not to walk in those areas. I've gotten so used to it that coming "home" seems strange. I feel weird about feeling weird about it. I feel like this isn't home any more. And I feel like California isn't home either. So I'm stuck in between two places and don't know what to feel any more.