This is not a story. These are random thoughts that make me look up, that make me wonder, that make me smile and that make me a grateful person.
Have
you ever taken notice of your expressions when you see your serene room in
that beautiful boutique hotel? You are in awe. But have you also noticed that
the sigh of relief only comes once you are on your own bed in a place called
home sweet home. It doesn’t matter how big or small it is, doesn’t matter how
cluttered or organised it is. The feeling to be home is so familiar and so
positive that no one sings us a lullaby and yet we sleep like babies. It is the
feeling of belonging.
