I am back to london and quite exhausted from the loooooong flight.
But I'm finally back!
When I came back to my room, I felt relieved and home.
I always thought that I don't have home since I am moving around too many times and where my family lives now is a place I have only visited for few days.
But for me, home is not a place where my family is but where I am. It's kind of obvious but I always felt I need somewhere like "home sweet home" which can be seen often in Western movies. This became a stress and pressure to me sometimes. That kind of idea just didn't fit my life.
So after all, coming back to London, I told myself,
"It's ok to locate your home, wherever you want."