I went to Egypt and Portugal on christmas, and was travelling around a bit. Everytime I get home, to my little flat in Farnham, I just breathe a sigh of relief as I think 'I'm home'.
It's strange how people can feel at home in different countries, different houses. I, for example, feel at home in Lisbon, Farnham, and Brussels. Completely at home - I have my stuff, my family and my friends dotted throughout these cities and it is difficult every time I leave, and it is pleasant every time I arrive. It's inexplainable - these places just have a place in my heart.
Maybe that's just what Home feels like.
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