We all want some place to call home. But what does that mean? I've lived a pretty weird and creative life, with a lot of ups and downs. The downs have included extended homelessness, where the things most people take for granted become luxuries. That has shaped my thoughts on what it really takes for a place to move beyond an apartment or a house, and become a home.
A home is where:
You can tell your stories
You can sleep soundly (unless you have small kids)
You can cook a good meal, and keep plenty of food on hand for most occasions
You can charge your laptop, phone, and other devices, and have fast wifi (unless you have teenage gamers)
You can relax... at least sometimes
You can feel comfortable in super casual clothes
You can get your snail mail, and have a physical address for those pesky forms that require one
You can listen to you music loudly (though headphones may be needed)
You can work... on your job or your hobbies, and if you're really lucky, both at the same time
You can dream about how to make your home, and your life, more rewarding
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