I used to have homesickness as a child. I remember me and my family going home after holidays in France, because it was me that wanted to go home so badly. Oh that sounds terrible. I remember that the feeling was quite violent, but I can’t recall it now. You know what? I don’t even know what my home is.
After spending six weeks in Portugal, I’m back in the Netherlands. People are asking me; how is it to be back home? It’s such an obvious question, but still I have a hard time answering it naturally. Those “easy” questions always seems to be the hardest ones for me. Home? What is home anyway? How does home feel? Hasn’t Portugal been home to me?
I’ve had different homes in Amsterdam the last few five years, but maybe it’s my parents home that feels home the most. I’ve lived there most of the time. But still I have no clue.. How do you know what home is? How does it feel?
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