Kamis, 11 Agustus 2016

Home

What is home?
Most people would probably think about a shelter to rest or a roof to sleep under. Most people would think it would be made out of concrete or wood. Most people would think it would be as big as a castle or enough for one to rest in it.
Most people picture home as structured walls or a place for one to be lost in their dreams. When it really is something that makes you feel comfortable. Or what they call, the feeling of being home. Something that makes you feel safe. Something that makes you feel like you belong when you never feel like that anywhere else.
A home does not have to be a place for you to rest, it doesn't even have to be a place. A home doesn't have to be made out of concrete or wood, it can be made out of your own toughts. A home doesn't  have to be big, you dont necessarily need be able to fit inside of your home. You can just feel it surrounds you. The size does not matter.
A home is different to everyone. A home to someone really describes alot about one's everything. What i precieve as home is music and doing art.
When i feel like i won't belong, unsafe, anxious, stressed, too lost in my own mind, or holding back something my thinkspan could not contain, i listen to music. Music that describes my emotions with words i have never tought about before, music that flushes away all the negativity. Music has helped me cope with mostly everything troughout my life, and it will always does.
A home would not be complete without a door. Doing art is the door to my home. When i am in an unfamiliar place, and the feeling of lost paralyzed my senses, i usually take my sketchbook and pencil out. I stroked those lines out of my mind, unclogging all the emotions there like draining a bathub.
When i am at home, it feels like the time is frozen still. The clock mounted inside is always broken. I never want to fix it, because the ticking noises makes me anxious and uneasy, knowing that time actually flows as i dump the content of my soul inside my home. The atmosphere feels calming, and fragrant. Like the scent and soft boiling noises of brewing chamomile tea in the morning. The temperature there is not too cold nor too hot, it has got air conditioner in all of the rooms, making me feel comfortable even when im in an extreme weathers.

This is my home, and i could not picture a better one.

12 komentar:

  1. You repeat too much things like "most people ..." srsly..

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  2. i know right i mean it is a place but it's a feeling too.

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  3. i really like your writing style! its very nice

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  4. really like your writing! it's nice

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  5. it's really well written, good job bob

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  6. Whoaa, so good. Nice, i like it. :).

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  7. It's so good! Seriously, you've never talk to me about how good you are? How unbelievable.

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