Have you heard the song by Michael Buble, called home? To me, its one of the best songs ever written in these few decades. Meaningful, slow but melodious in its own away. When I listen closely to the lyrics (get the lyrics from HERE), it talks about someone away from home probably in order to make ends meat, and in search for better pastures. When I listen to it, I am drowned out by the meaningful lyrics which sounds so good with his voice. I guess, even I miss home even though I am not exactly far from it.
The feel of entering my home after a tough day at work, just feels so comfortable. I may not hear a welcome from a fancy butler nor I do I see a large chandelier in my home, but deep down, I feel a nice warmth that makes me feel good and just tells me in my heart, "you are home, kid!".
The best part about home? I get to have a quiet time for myself just to simply space out into the ceiling and resting my mind from all the worldly commitments that simply makes life a lot more burdensome. And, not to mention I get to blog!
Most importantly, my home is some place I can always turn to in times of motivation drought or confusion. Which, I am facing at this point in time. Work is never ending. Not surprising at all! But worst of all, I have difficulties trying to find my groove. Everytime I think I have learned something, I end up finding out I got it wrong all the while. Figuritavely speaking, imagine yourself walking up a staircase, and everytime just when you about to reach the next floor, someone kicks you right back down to the very first step you begin with. Frustrating? You tell me!
The feel of entering my home after a tough day at work, just feels so comfortable. I may not hear a welcome from a fancy butler nor I do I see a large chandelier in my home, but deep down, I feel a nice warmth that makes me feel good and just tells me in my heart, "you are home, kid!".
The best part about home? I get to have a quiet time for myself just to simply space out into the ceiling and resting my mind from all the worldly commitments that simply makes life a lot more burdensome. And, not to mention I get to blog!
Most importantly, my home is some place I can always turn to in times of motivation drought or confusion. Which, I am facing at this point in time. Work is never ending. Not surprising at all! But worst of all, I have difficulties trying to find my groove. Everytime I think I have learned something, I end up finding out I got it wrong all the while. Figuritavely speaking, imagine yourself walking up a staircase, and everytime just when you about to reach the next floor, someone kicks you right back down to the very first step you begin with. Frustrating? You tell me!
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