I do feel a lot lately. Few years ago there was a moment when I looked around me and I said: “Yes. I’m home”. I was always in search of some place to stay, to never leave. And for a moment, a couple of years moment, I thought I found it. But things are always changing so now this is not home anymore. I was happy here. I could be myself for a long time and I’m grateful for this. Sometime still I was unhappy here but until a while I could fight for my beliefs. Mostly because when I watched the balance between good and wrong, the good was clearly heavier. But in time, things changed. And now my balance seems to can not lean for sure to the good part. I feel again my old wish to just go, to change the place. My mother used to tell me often that it’s like I was born on the streets, not in such a great, normal family. That’s because I always want to go somewhere. Although now there are moments when I want just to stay in my room, reading a good book, in my heart yes, I want to go again. I want to see different places and to meet new people. I don’t think I can really have a place to call definitively home but, only the road as a home.
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