Home Is Where the Heart Belongs
Some say “East or West home is best”. They regard
their birthplace like Mecca to Muslims, or Jerusalem to Jews.
Food tastes better, air is much more refreshing, people friendlier,
wines warmer…. Life outside their homes is less than they expect,
like training yourself to take tea with less sugar.
For me, I think Home is where the heart belongs. A place you can feel
free to be who you really are.
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