Home is such a abstract word for me. I just came home. I had been home for a week, but not all the way home-home to Trondheim, just home to Oslo. Home for me would be a lot of different places but I really don't care that much about it to be honest.
Almost everything I love, I love in a very appreciative way, and not in a possessive way, which means I don't feel the urge to own everything I love, I just appreciate the fact that it exists. So your home is home too, as I don't need it to be mine.
Today I will try to start moving again. Moving back in with my Bestfriend here in Malta, and even tho I haven't lived there for real yet, it has still been my home for a long time, in that way that their guest bedroom always had my name on it.
Almost everything I love, I love in a very appreciative way, and not in a possessive way, which means I don't feel the urge to own everything I love, I just appreciate the fact that it exists. So your home is home too, as I don't need it to be mine.
Today I will try to start moving again. Moving back in with my Bestfriend here in Malta, and even tho I haven't lived there for real yet, it has still been my home for a long time, in that way that their guest bedroom always had my name on it.
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