My Second Home: Is It Life In Exile?

I am reminded of a story that I used to hear when I was young. According to Ugandan folklore a hyena met a woman on the road and carried on the following dialogue:

Hyena: Where are you coming from?

Woman: I am coming from my home.

Hyena: Where are you going?

Woman: I am going home

Hyena: The hyena laughed. Women! You sound pretty confused to me. How can you come from your home and go to your home at the same time?