To me, the term ¨home¨ is not anchored to a house or any specific building.
My home is wherever I'm at.
For example: if I stayed the night over at one of my friends house I would call that my home, for the time being.
Or if I was sleeping in a sleeping bag in the middle of the woods. That sleeping bag would be my home while I was staying in it.
In a tree? Oh, yeah! I'll make it the coziest tree home I've ever been in!
But as soon as I step out of the house, sleeping bag, or tree; my home just becomes that space around me. What can I do with that space? I'm going to make the most of what I got.
If you think like this, how can you get homesick?
What a wonderful way to think of it!!
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