What is a home? Where is it? I guess this used to be a high level
concept in my life in the sense of being a stranger to it. It's true
that in the last couple of years I realized that I don't have one. I
guess this is not about having a house, but having a place or
circumstance where I belong and I'm needed or missed.
Being
far from my country makes me also think that this home concept is not
something applicable to my life since I don't seem to belong here or
there. I feel like I could "easily" change the direction of my life
without big consequences.
I have of course links and bonds, but not 'my" own things. Perhaps only what the original family gave me. Of course I'm not complaining about it, but I know that those are my roots, but not my own thing. And I don't really know what's my own thing or if I have one!
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