Home is me
Updated: Nov 17, 2018
I don't really have an identity. I have been perhaps over-polite to society and to my demons to know which of my, albeit few, faces is the core me. Or am I the accumulation of them all?
At one point home was conceptualized as within me. More recently home is where I sleep. My dad still owns the home I grew up in so it is refuge. I am now lost in thought on this topic. Thank you.