Everywhere I go, I hear that saying. When I first left to an unknown land, everyone assured me that in no time, I would be back. But now... What is happening to me?
I don't have that feeling anymore. The bliss of being home. I don't feel that urge to go back anymore, in spite of those who are constantly telling me that it is so fun, that I'm missing so many things.
I'm starting to prefer being by myself now, not minding the fact that my existence is slowing fading into the background once again. Not minding not going out.
Truly, I guess a home is where the heart is.
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