Where is Home?

 

I’m coming back home

I’m going home

When I get home

I miss home

There’s nothing like home

 

HOME

 

Us, travellers, we fight and complain, we dream and work hard to create a way to leave our home behind

 for a journey that is unknown to us,

yet it appeals enough that

we can’t wait to leave the familiarity and comforts of home.

Suddenly the home that has accommodated our dreams, the home that we have found the comfort to fight the disillusions of life, becomes an uncomfortable presence in our lives.  You set your mind on a journey that must take you far away and so home becomes a prison, a space that draws limits to your ambitions of adventure.

And you set off on an exciting journey and you promise

not to look back, bright is the future,

as the plane continues to fly getting you closer to

your dreams,

home starts becoming blurry in your mind, a far away place that is becoming less and less relevant.

Distance feels good.

 Every traveller is different and yet we are all so similar.  While there is a timeframe that differs from person to person, I have found that on our dream journey to nowhere full of days filled with experiences, our blurry home becomes less blurry, not so much the place that we ran away from but the place that bring us comfort to think about.

 When the trip is long, your body aches with tiredness, the mattresses on the road are uncomfortable and the world seems ungrateful, home is where you wish you could be. You closed your eyes and think that the comforts you left behind were not that bad after all, that routine can provide sense to your life without killing your dreams and generally, life wasn’t so bad.

 In the distance, I could almost feel home when I closed my eyes and let my heart wander back to the familiarity I left behind.

 Why I never felt like this when I could touch, life and enjoy home by being at home? Does really distance makes the hearty grow fonder?

 I have recently returned home from my trip and as I’m writing these lines, I wonder if I’m yet home