Today I’m having a restful morning as I keenly watch the peaceful environment which for so long I have itched for. I have this usual yearning to savor this kind of beautiful feeling, the feeling of familiarity and being at home. Once a year I make sure myself to go for a break so I could have the chance to freshen up and cleanse my thoughts from the clutter I used to face in my job.
Going home every Christmas has been my therapy and it has been a way too effective for me. There are so many things I can do while I’m at home, things that can bring me comfort and even happiness. I can’t help myself but agree to what the old adage has to say. Truly there’s no place like home.
The scenic and the unadulterated background of my hometown is the very thing that I would surely miss if I go back to the city. Its virginal beauty that displays a pastoral environment and its people’s blithe and untroubled way of living is somehow magnificent and irresistible to crave for.
Where in the world you can find such a laid-back place wherein you can enjoy things without pressure? It’s for sure in your own dwelling, a place where your heart is. For me I found that in my hometown which I consider my haven, my paradise and my source of peace.