HOME AGAIN, I like to be here while I can...

“Home” to me is my favorite place on earth. As long as I feel comfortable in it I can call it “Home” and this place can be anywhere.
“Home” is the place where I can recharge my batteries, where I can reorganize my thoughts. Is also the place where I can find a friendly word or share a point of view. When I arrive home tired from the day it’s the best place I can find to rest, relax and put things back together.
In my opinion, we all have an ideal home, but at the end of the day we might be unable to live in the home of our dreams. Home is not only the door we open, it’s the way to step inside happiness. In a way, sometimes it does not work that way. Perhaps this word is related with what and who we can find inside – the type of family we have, the social relations, economic status or education.
However, when we are born we can’t choose where to live. We can live in a great home in a posh neighbourhood and feel miserable and unhappy with the people and places around us. Obviously the opposite can happen as well. We can live in a poor home and have excellent surroundings.Living or finding a perfect home might take a few years or simply a lifetime. It’s up to us to go out there and find it, but the main understanding of the word “Home” is all to do with human behaviour.