Home is where your heart is
"Home is where your heart is" was written on a rug someone had at Camp Logos (VIA university campus). I thought that was accurate and I have never stopped thinking about it. Whenever I'm feeling cozy and heartwarmed I'm believing there is my home, sometimes my home is a person. My trip back home from Annecy wasn't that amazing, haha... I have almost missed my flight because of the shuttle I had to take in the morning. Suprisingly I haven't felt stressed or worried of missing my plane. I thought to myself "What a wonderfull place to starve and die". Apparently I have also told everyone that I will arrive on 18th, but I did on 17th. It was a pleasant and stressful surprise, stressful only to my mama, since she's always ready with tons of food for me. So, it has been more than a week that I have arrived back home to Chisinau, Moldova. Here my heart is because of my big family and friends. It felt nice seeing them after 6 months, it
