WTF... really now?

I feel fuzzy, distant and out of touch with reality. But which reality is real. Sometimes it's the life i left that i yearn for. Shouldn't reality, my reality be the life I'm creating with each passing day. I don't know where I belong or where I should be or where I fit. But what if i am in the right place for something... I still know where I want to go but I seem to be forever stuck on the treadmill of life, planning, thinking bout, wanting to move but not. At least I'm not going in reverse. But would reverse take me back home and do I truly want to go there again. No, not now. What to do when home isn't home anymore and this isn't home either?