There are times when it is all about dreaming to go far and wide. There are too many frames in the mind of how lovely it would be to take journeys where the nights live on forever and friends made will give you stories for a lifetime.
Then comes the time to actually go far and wide - not being able to contain the excitement. The journey surely being more beautiful and rewarding than it looked like in the dreams - the time when the nights live on forever and the friends will do all the magic.
And then comes the time where journeys begin to look different. Sometimes it even feels just perfect to be alone while experiencing it and sometimes it feels like a journey to find a place or person that will become home.
Then for many comes the time when it feels like they have arrived in that space - place, person, passion or the like. At the end of so many journeys, you stumble upon that sense of belonging and all the experiences along the way feel like they were just a series of events to help the landing.
And then once again, there comes the time where dreams of going far and wide begin to feel as exciting as the earlier years. Also, by this time, we learn enough to love the times when we are just home ; to know that we are not missing out on anything in that brief while ; to know that we are living through every bit of it.
Through these seasons we begin to feel alike for both - love for the old familiar pillow at home and homesick for places that aren't home.

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