Do you know that feeling you get when you think of a place and you feel a tug on your heartstrings? I’ve never had that feeling before, up until a couple months ago. For some people its a country or a city or a relative’s home.
I always envied people who lived in the same house their whole lives. Where ‘going home’ means to that same house you’ve known since you were a child, where you know the creaks in the stairs and which doors stick, etc. Continue reading