When your home is no longer your home, but merely the place where you were born… how do you figure out where your new home is?
I no longer know where home is, though I no longer care if I don’t belong. I am building my life from the ground up and I am not sure when I’ll be ready to settle in one particular place. The world has so much to offer. There is so much to see, to touch, to feel and to experience. It would not be fair to simply settle. It would not feel right to tell my heart “Now, you are HOME!”. No, no, no! My home is with you, my home is within my heart, my home is within the pictures I take, my home is every where but the place where I sleep. That is merely a lodging. A temporary escape from the experience. After all, I do need to rest my eyes every now and again.
I am no longer searching to find home again.
I am merely looking to see what this world has to offer.