infinite shades of blue (journal part I)

~51~

I think maybe one can fall in love with more than one place
and call a place home
even if you already have one

like when I stood three thousand meters above the sea level and looked over the valleys

and when I fought tears thinking about leaving the town that made me into who I am

and tonight when I sat on the porch of the house my father switched up with the home I grew up in

I find myself getting attached to places
and things
and people
without realising

there is always more to life than what is already familiar