Square white walls, a few plants, some dried up leaves, a cement floor, and wooden doors. No aesthetics, just the necessary stuff, the usual beds, old pillows, chairs, the iron windows, and shadows of your memories and life once lived before. The sidewalls surrounding the adjacent houses, the windows, and seeping through them a shared story of lives, exchanged unknowingly without acknowledgements. 

You reach there, and you feel not at all at peace, deeply unsatisfied with everything and anything. Did you ever realize this deeply rooted dissatisfaction might be associated with the need for your basics already met? So, you could complain now about the issues, seemingly difficult and say it does not feel at home anymore. Still somewhere, amidst your worst crisis, without any words exchanged, you are lying there on the floor, staring at the ceiling fan and oddly comforting hot humid, this room on the top floor. Extreme heat waves, to cold ones, almost like desert weather, but the harshness of wind seems to abruptly force you, uncovering layers after layer of thoughts and forcing you to mend the bruises. 

A well-lit pasture, greens, rides, coffee, a pretzel, some butter, but no way to get back to the house. Some orchestration and a ticket for the way back were found. 

A random road, dark, cloudy, uphill, night, and a lot of trees. A little scary, this one-mile walk, and you open the door. Warm light, no one awake, you take a bath, drink juice, and through the window, you see the path, the trees, the not so well lit climb up to the house. And seemingly among this warmth feeling close to home. 

You leave soon, and one day you come back and realize your belongings are gone. But in the kitchen, with the tea bags, the cups stored, and the warm bread smiles shared, a new beginning of a friendship cracked. And you feel seemingly closest to home, in this place you don’t belong and now don’t even live anymore. And you look out of the window, the always scaring you city lights, just down the hill, and you feel that feeling of loneliness fading away, and this city, this house, and these people embracing you, helping to feel closer to home.