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Coming Home

After a vacation at some distant place, there is a bittersweet truth we all have to face... Coming Home.


You see, coming home doesn't only mean returning back, it also has other disadvantages, such as resuming work and getting back to your daily hectic schedule. Of course, there are a lot of benefits at home, that you can never get any place else. Such as,

Familiarity:

From getting up in the morning, to making your coffee and tying your shoelaces for a run, everything is almost on clockwork at home. You don't have to think, you don't have to analyse... you are habituated to your daily routine. That is familiarity and you can rarely find it anywhere else.

Comfort:

No matter how comfortable your hotel or mode of travel was, the bliss of sleeping in your own bed and sprawling on your home sofa is totally different.

Friends and Neighbors:

Skipping up to your friend's place at ungodly hours and knocking down your neighbor's front door for an occasional chitchat isn't something you can do away from home. Even though you wouldn't indulge in such behavior on a daily basis, just the comfort of knowing that they are there, makes you feel better.

There's no saying what odd things you'll miss from home, when you are on a trip somewhere else. Home is a lot of things that somehow reflect your tastes. There is no place like home and it doesn't even have to be lavish and big. It is just that space, where you can rest your feet and lay your hair down at the end of a long day.
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