Coming home

We never moved when I was a kid. I’ve always lived in the same house while growing up. That makes this place a little extra special to me. I always feel safe and at peace, its nice to come here and clear my mind for a little bit. I always enjoy going back to my own place where I have all my stuf, my room is very special to me and of course my furry friend that is waiting for me. But still. My parents are away for two days and asked me if I wanted to take care of our family pets. We have a dog, cat and a bird. Of course I said yes and it couldn’t have come in a better time.

The past two weeks I’ve been very busy and very social haha. Partying, meeting up with friends I hadn’t seen in a while, my boyfriend visited me for a few days and I did some writing and singing in the studio. It was fun and you wont hear me complain or whatever, I’d rather celebrate but damn was I tired. People who’ve known me for a longer time know that I’m an social and extrovert person. I love going out and meet people but over the past months I really enjoyed spending my time alone and have a few close friends to meet up every now and then. So you can imagine I was tired and in some desperate need of some me time πŸ˜‰

So it feels like coming home. The wild looking garden, my dog all excited to see me and nobody else to cater to. The best thing is that my parents made sure to leave the fridge nice and fully stocked and they eat vegan most of the time so its some serious food heaven for me right now. Filming my first video (a What I ate today video so you will see all the foodporn!) and figuring out how to edit. So excited. But before I make dinner, I’ll go lay down with my book and have a nice quiet reading session.

Where do you feel like you’re coming home?

Eke

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