I”m sitting in front of a nice meal and I am just so happy. The no-real-reason-to-be-happy-happy. Just happy. I notice how much this feeling is me. This is where I know myself best, I have feeling-memories through all my life feeling this way. Same goes for panic when I think of it. It always feels the same in its core and always feels like a homeless ‘home’. And being nervous and being in love. No matter what the reason is you got there, they all take you back to the point you are thrown back completely on yourself. Nothing to hide or pretend. The positive or negative aspect does not make a difference. Home is home.

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