Home is a weird concept. I used to think home is a place where you live. Your address. A building.
But when you are constantly moving from a place to another, where is your home?
And so, there came another concept, home is where your people are. It is not a building, it is not an address. Home is anywhere, as long as you are with your people.
And so, again, when someone leaves, one by one, and you're left alone, are you still home? How do you rebuild a broken home? When it gives you nothing but sadness, can you leave? When there's nothing left for you anymore, should you stay?
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