laugardagur, nóvember 10, 2007

Heima

There are only two people I know who doesn't have any feelings for their home countries. It is always impossible to explain the reason why what should be home is not, especially because there is no particular reason.

When I listen people talking about the need of going back home, the happinness, the connection.... sometimes I feel happy I don't feel that (as its an extra emotion) but most of the times, I try to figure out what it means... "How would it be if I could feel that?"

Heima... Heima...

I miss Sao Paulo as much I missed London while I was travelling to the east of Europe... like a tiny little pain in the back of my heart, but what most people feel (the need of going back, to see, to smell, to reconnect) I never felt.

The idea of being 'citizen of the world' is great, but doesn't suits me... I have far too many feelings and needs.
... I have an idea its like looking to someone you love and understand everything without saying any word.

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Anonymous Nafnlaus sagði...

I miss you!

miðvikudagur, nóvember 14, 2007 5:57:00 e.h.  

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