7 months left, 21th september

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,,

It's getting colder.

I'm walking with friends to get back to the old dorms, when i notice :
Birds are still chirping, but a lot less than they used to.
Dogs are still barking, but they do it from within their home's windows. Huh.

Home.

Home is such a large term, what does it even mean ?

To me, a home is simply a place where you can sleep and eat or something, synonymous to a house that is. To some, it's a place they want to go back to if they're feeling anxious, stressed or burned out...

Huh. Can't relate.

...

I continue to walk.

chit, chat, chit, chat...



I'm not listening, I ponder...

"My home. I wonder where that is..."



21th september, 7pm.

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