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Home is not a place, it’s a feeling

It’s a feeling of acceptance, warmth, unconditional love, security — the list goes on

Home is that one song that can always get you through the worst of days

Home is that person whose arms you can crumble into and you feel incredibly loved, accepted, and safer than ever

Home is experiencing your favorite person laugh

Home is the scent that reminds you of your fondest childhood memories

Home is your favorite place to pass on your drives home

Home is when you finally get over the thing that’s been troubling you for so long

Home is eating your favorite food

Home is you at your worst and at your best

Home is crushing leaves with your boots in autumn

Home is long drives

Home is the sound of ocean waves

Home is when you realize you didn’t really need a person you thought you needed

Home is that first sip of coffee in the morning

Home is jumping in puddles

Home is watching your favorite show

Home is loved ones

Home is nature

Home is in the eyes of someone you love

Home is whenever you laugh so hard your abs hurt

Home is self-soothing

Home is the quiet 5 am streets

Home is the late night streets

Home is listening to your favorite music

Home is getting in your bed after a tough day

Home is finally finishing that one book you’ve been trying to read forever

Home is the sunrise and the sunset

Home is concerts

Home is hearing that song that reminded you of when you got your first tattoo

Home is not always the place you live

Home is not always the people you live with

Home is not always family

Home is not always friends

Home is not always a person

Home is not always a song

Home is always you

Home is a consistent feeling heightened by the little things that always ground you