I've been often told that home is where your heart is and we all know that. But there are times when your heart is in the purgatorium. When you find yourself in the middle of unknown and no matter how much you wish to be there where you lived your whole life and where are all the people you knew..people that in a way or another helped to create YOU, you find yourself being back there and not fitting anymore and with this huge will inside you to go back from where you left.
I sometimes feel guilty for letting go to places so easily, but in the end i found out that there are not mines anymore to be held , i found out that no matter where you wish your home to be, your home is where your heart is and there is nothing you can do about it but just embrace this thought and start packing your things, cuz there's no place like HOME for winter holidays!
