Ah, such an old saying! No matter how you're fed up of hearing this said, you would still find yourself utter these words every time you go home and/or visit your hometown.
You cannot deny it. There is this inexplainable excitement when you plan your trip back home. Then, all the memories keep coming back. Those childhood days filled with laughter and noise with your playmates. You cannot help but smile when you remember how filthy you looked like as a kid. Those naughty things you did with your playmates, ah, they were "epic!"
Then, you will wonder how your neighbors are these days. Will they still remember you? Will you still be able to recognize them? You would really want to find out, right?
The mere thought of home brings you comfort. That place where most of the people are dear to you. You believed and felt that they cared for you. The house where you spent half or the early stage of your life, is the sanctuary where you find real solace.
Let me share with you my "sanctuary."
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