far up north

Peacefully wrapped in a chaotic mind.

Home is never a physical destination. Home is nothing more than a collection of memories that comfort us. But home is either a place nor a time period. Perhaps returning to a place that we once loved is nothing more than an indication to get back out in the world and start writing ourselves a new story. One where home travels with us, and we predict what come next. When home outgrows us, we need to find a way to become our own homes. And perhaps once we do, we will never become homesick.

-Heidi Priebe from Thought Catalog

Jos oon jo kotona miten voi olla koti-ikävä?

Jäätelö 😍

Jäätelö 😍