home isn't where the heart is, i discovered over the years.
which leads me to, do i even know where my heart is?
complicated answer for a complicated question; yes and no.
i always thought that i left my heart back in my hometown, where i lived for most of my life
but then i think about that place and it doesn't feel like home anymore, even if i do miss some of the people i left there.
is home where i am now?
no, not quite. it could be, maybe, but it isn't yet, despite how much i like it here. there are people that keep me tied to this town. but it's not enough.
is home the place where i was born, where i go back every summer?
no, but it surely feels like it, at times. maybe it's because i associate warm memories with it.
finding a home is complicated. keeping it, even more so.
which leads me to, do i even know where my heart is?
complicated answer for a complicated question; yes and no.
i always thought that i left my heart back in my hometown, where i lived for most of my life
but then i think about that place and it doesn't feel like home anymore, even if i do miss some of the people i left there.
is home where i am now?
no, not quite. it could be, maybe, but it isn't yet, despite how much i like it here. there are people that keep me tied to this town. but it's not enough.
is home the place where i was born, where i go back every summer?
no, but it surely feels like it, at times. maybe it's because i associate warm memories with it.
finding a home is complicated. keeping it, even more so.
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