I feel like a bunless hamburger

Today I was wandering around the streets of London and happened upon one of the 12 locations of Five Guys throughout the city. I walked in, got a bunless hamburger, cajun fries, and a drink.

I was feeling really homesick and missing my old life, my friends, my family, driving, being able to get All In coffee and Chick-fil-A. This small little bit of American life was such a gift on a cold and rainy London day.

As I started eating my food, I began to realize I feel like my bunless hamburger. The insides are all the same, but I look really different from those around me. They have buns, but I come in an aluminum box.