22/05/2020 - Iso Well-Being Compilation
When I travel I get homesick.
I miss the smell of my bed
The feel of my books on the shelf,
And the comfort of my spot on the couch.
But when I’m home I get awaysick.
I miss the discovering of new lands,
The anticipation of the journey,
And the making of memories.
Maybe I could take home with me,
Then I’d never get homesick
And I wouldn’t get awaysick,
That seems like it’d be nice.
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