Home to me is a personal space.. it is not always a tangible, but a house is a tangilbe object. I own a house. i have never felt at home in it. i have lived in it for 20+ years, and its not my home. (i am actually in the process of selling it!)

for some people, home is where i hang my had-- any temporary resting place. for some home invokes a sense of belonging and welcome, childhood innocence, a place where they will not only always take you in, but will welcome you.
home is where the heart is is as true a statement as was ever made. a hut, sans running water, heating, or electricity can be a fine home, and a mansion, sans love, might never be.


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