My heart is

Home is where the heart is. We cannot survive without a heart so shouldn’t we always be home?!? I love being home, it’s comfortable, familiar and a place of love and freedom. I fundamentally want to be home all of the time. So maybe if I put my heart in to wherever I am then I can somehow always be “home”. Something to think about….

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