Where ever I am I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else. – Angelina Jolie
I find this a bit of a sad statement. Although I can kind of understand the feeling of wanting to go places, I also know what it means to feel home. And I wonder if she also means home when saying this or if it’s just the case when she’s on the road?
I know how it feels to be homesick for a place. But I know that when I reach that place, I arrive home. I know that I belong there and I know where it is. Yes, sometimes I long to be there but in my heart I know I don’t have to look for it any longer. I found it. So even if I’m not there I have arrived in a way.
Inspired by the Daily Post Daily Prompt – Through The Window