Why is it so hard to find the feeling of home away from home?
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Why has it been three years at Berkeley but home is still hours away from this little city?Â
When will I find my home away from home?
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But, perhaps, we’ve been viewing it entirely wrong.  What if home isn’t something you “find”? What if home is something we build?
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Maybe home only feels like our own when we’ve put in the investment and the groundwork in terms of money, time, and building relationships and memories within.
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It’s impossible to say when this will ever occur but I cannot wait for the moment that I wake up in a place where my heart is completely free, secure, and loved.Â
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Home, at last.