There is no material, tangible, concrete home.
Home is everywhere, or nowhere, if you like.
Home is your mind.
You decide what it is.
For me, there is no worldly home. I'm sure it's nothing now.
Home is in my mind, your mind.
That isn't necessarily a good or bad thing,
it just depends on what sort of mind you have.
What's in it. What's there.
My mind home isn't very cozy right now.
Just a thought, a stupid revelation.
06 July 2008
Home?
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