There is no problem that cannot be solved by the stretch between home and home. The only road that matches perfectly to the maze of my heart. The only open air that has been witness to my every emotion. The only trees that have seen every colour of my tears. I know it like the back of my hand and it knows me. "I've had my fair share of take care and goodbyes". I'm done. And it only took me this long to figure out where home was. It's on this stretch of road. connecting me to my childhood home and my closest one. I belong here. I can feel it, and the road agrees with me.