Maybe it’s about letting go of all the things you want to run away from, of all the things that are holding you down. Maybe you’ll find your place when you learn to stay instead of running away.
It sounds beautiful, doesn’t it? To unpack your life and make a home out of someone else’s heart, to settle down and understand what everyone means when they say home isn’t a place, it’s a person. But they never talk about what happens when that person leaves.
My hometown is not my home anymore.
The house I grew up in belongs to two ER nurses.
They have a dog, I think.
Capricorn: There will be books everywhere. Oversized, wooden desks. A floor-standing globe. Maybe even a typewriter.
We keep trying to find homes in people, in jobs, in beautiful cities, yet they leave us empty, because home is so much more than that and we’re not supposed to find home easily.