# years

u EVER BEEN at a place so long u called t home nt because it was but simply cz u had to?
U ever spent so much time thinking bout wat home would be like u forgot to commence the journey there?
U ever seen home as a place so far u wondered whether ud ever get there?
U ever wondered wat if u dont eventually get home?
U ever reached that point when u have to go home n u think its not yet time to go?
U ever lived at a rental so long u became attached to it n thought tht maybe all along you had the wrong idea where home really is?
U ever been confused, So mux tht ud move from "home" back to not home?
U ever wondered wat really makes Home?
In my long thorough search for home , though incomplete I unearthed a clue..
one that is no clue either..
That the blue sky does not necessarily mean its sky blue.
That cognitive dissonance is the place I(we) call home..