Finding 'home'
Have you truly found a place you can call 'home'?
Or is it really where the heart is?
How do you you know when you've found 'home'?
Or is it really where the heart is?
How do you you know when you've found 'home'?
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6:05 PM
7 Comments:
(thank you for the HB)
I say "Home is where you hang your heart". I think it is a real saying that I messed up once upon a time. and the messed up stuck.
Oh, my...how do you know? You know, fb when it is home right then. And it is ok if it is not home tomorrow. That is the hardest part. Accepting that your decision is really not as permanent as you would like to think.
I have had some iced tea today! I am so chattery!
Yeah, but I can't live there yet.
It's not where the heart isn't.
When I don't hate where I live.
These little question posts are nice. ^_^
I feel at home when I walk around Brighton, but I lose that feeling the moment I walk in the door of my house. :)
Boy, you've been posting!
And you have a lot of difficult questions. We can never answer them all. I think sometimes we have to accept the fact that we're always going to be unsure about things.
I don't know what I'm talking about, but I'm trying. I should forbid myself from writing stupid theories from the top of my head. :P
Oh, your questions! I forgot, sorry lol!
I think it is where the heart is. But I want my heart to move on. So it's complicated.
Hey Finn, you've got yourself an award! ;)
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