Where I curl up on my bed in my comfiest clothes, book in hand and complete peace of mind.
When I listen to music I want and nobody disturbs me.
Where I lay my head, where hopes rest, where the fridge is.
Home is a place where there is a life full of love.
Heart of mum's eternal love.
Comfort and warmth of family.
The road is my home, I feel more at home whiles traveling with a good book in my hands.
Where I'd like to return to at the end of a day full of adventures.
Where I can hide from assholes, where the heart resides
Where the user documents are stored.
Where my clothes live, just 4 walls.
Where I can be myself, wherever I'm just me.
A place that I belong, the birth and death will pass through but home is full of different stories.
A place where I comfortably sit and have my coffee and croissant.
A place I go to remember who I am when you have lost myself.
Home is a place of return, when I leave it I miss it.
Whenever someone is still thinking of you, that place is your home.
It's a goal, a feeling of being found.
I can be myself without the fear of being judged.
I am accepted, especially in my worn out pajamas.
I am, where I feel the very center of my life.
Somewhere, someone or something that makes me feel nostalgic about our earth on earth.