Home is whenever I’m with you
I barely slept last night. i’m too excited to see my parents and my siblings, my house and my car. my friends, my street.
(I am beginning to realize that I’m a composite of all of the places I’ve been. i’ve got prague on my fingertips and my tongue, germany like the soles of my feet, america always in my heart.)
To everyone who has been following me throughout my adventure on the other side of the Atlantic: I’ll see you soon.
I’m coming home.