Week 36 is all about my home.
Home is an interesting word for me. It has been commonly defined as:
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1.the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.“the floods forced many people to flee their homes”
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2.an institution for people needing professional care or supervision.“an old people’s home”
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1.relating to the place where one lives.“I don’t have your home address”
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2.(of a sports fixture) played at the team’s own ground.“their first home match of the season”
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1.to or at the place where one lives.“what time did he get home last night?”
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1.(of an animal) return by instinct to its territory after leaving it.“a dozen geese homing to their summer nesting grounds”
A little art on the wall next to my building
While I am grateful for my little home, on an elemental level, I am so grateful to Scotland and the place that I really consider my home. It is not so much that I love the place, but more so I love the way I feel when I am here. I’m happier here. I’m more me here. I’m not as stressed, not as grumpy, and I get a whole lot more exercise. Those feelings have me eternally grateful, and I know that my stress level is going to amp up in the next few weeks with school starting, my dissertation in full swing, and the project starting, but I know that at least I get to experience all of those things here, where my little heart feels at home.
The Scamp Abroad 