Home Sweet Home

What is home? they asked.

And I said:'' Home is a place where you do weird stuff.  

Home is a place where you talk with the walls about the world. The walls are your best friend when you like someone. The walls are your best friend when you get hurt. The walls are your best friend when you are happy. YOU SHARE EVERYTHING WITH THE WALLS (that's a part of weird stuff we all do) And it's not the same when you go away because you don't hear back from the new walls, even if you try you can't because even making a new friend is scary, isnt it?

Home is a place where you cry hugging the pillow and when you realize that, you'll know how much you miss it when you go away from home. You cry there too but you don't cry as you did here.

Home is a place where you look deeply at the ceiling and realize how great life is and it's not the same when you go somewhere else, even if you try looking at the ceiling of the rented house you are staying in, away from your home.

Home is a place where you sneak into your blanket smelling like you, and its not the same when you go somewhere else, even if the blanket is new.

But. . . .

You need to experience new things in life.  

You need to learn from the new mistakes you make elsewhere and stand up for your own.  

Not always the same thing, same person, same walls, same doors, same bed sheets, same pillows will be there with you.  

You need to see new people.

You need to explore the world.

And most importantly you need to grow up and become independent. IN THE BEGINNING YOU WILL CRY AND YELP BUT WHEN YOU EXPLORE AND EXPERIENCE YOU'LL BECOME AN ACTUAL INDEPENDENT PERSON WHERE YOY WILL NOT NEED ANYONE'S HELP. "