2021-11-01
1 November 2021
"My dark days made me strong. Or maybe I was already strong, and they just made me prove it."
-Emery Lord
Well, today seems as if it is a rather gloomy day in my eyes. Not only do I have to return to school, which may I add is not my most favourite place on Earth, but I have to once again leave everything behind. If there's one thing I've learnt about being in the school that I am not in is that you're taught that going home is a privilege. That going home and seeing your friends and family, the things you had to leave behind is a privilege. You're right is to finish school, but you're privilege is to go home (wherever that is).
Hiraeth (ever heard of it?)
It basically means missing something, longing for someone or a homesickness over something you no longer/ may not have any longer.
It's how I would suggest I currently feel.
You come home to a home that's not yours, go to a school you're sort of expected to call home- I move more often than I should. Nothing really feels like home because there's no place- no one to call home.
"Home is not a house but the people not only in that household but in your life."
-Anon-
But then who or what is home?
I don't quite know what else to say.
We went voting today but I'm still 16 so I stayed in the car reading the manifesto on how to be interesting. It's actually a really interesting read. I can actually admit that I've learnt something from it.
I think I'm going to end this entry off here.
This is for the future
Love: You're Past
S.F Fernandes๐
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