I've got a comfortable home inside my heart.
A small two story house with a little kitchen and a cramped bedroom, and an upstairs library with notes tacked to the walls and books lying in stacks along the floor.
Flower vases filled with freshly picked flowers. Sunlight tinkling through the windows, casting shadows on the stairs reaching up into a world that is home.
Home is where the heart is, and your heart is exactly where your home will always be.
