well.. just recently i was listening to a song on the radio..

"clocks" by coldplay.. i think

it was saying something like
"home, home, where i've wanted to go"

and that made me think..
that.. well... none of us are "home"

i've moved just about 10 months ago.. and it seems like forever ago..
but i'm still not "home"

i know of people who've lived in the same house for their whole lives..
and they don't feel "home" yet..

where is home?

are we all looking for some sort of home..

and if someone has found it.. would they want to come back to tell us.. ?

i sthere just a universal feeling of misplacement.. of .. jumble

.. in every languge .. and every country.. people want to be "home"

but no one can seem to find it..

unless you count that little button on your browser.

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but.. are people really looking for something else.. because.. home dosn't mean a house or a driveway or the cleaver family.. it means something else.. something more personal thatn can be expressed int he incoherent ramblings of a 17 year old crazy guy.

am i home?

do i want all those material thingS? NO! the things mean nothing..

i miss the feeling of waking up and realizing that about 5 of your close friends are just gettnig up too.. and that they can't wait to call .. or drop by.. and just say "hi, how's it goin?" or "hey!, i'm glad to see you"

i mean.. when was the last time you woke up and said.. "i wonder how great today will be.. beacuse i certainly wasn't dissappointed with yesterday!"

when will i get the chance to have an inside joke you can hang up in my room...

like a chick-fil-a sign you and your buddies "borrowed" on a trip

or a poster of a band you and your homies moshed out to.!?!

is home in you?
do you carry it around in your wallet.. with all the pictures of stuff that was.. and all the plans you had to do more crazy things with people who were just as crazy as you...

if we were home once.. will we ever return?

this question is summed up in the example of oddysseys's voyage... when he finally returns .. his wife is old.. and his son is a man....

or do we ever really leave.. ?

questions to ponder....

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well kiddos.. i think that this is the deepest you'll ever read from me.

chaio

-M@