Homesick (the ugly things)

It sometimes feels like
looking out over the most beautiful, pristine beach
and kind-of missing the high-rise from the one at home

It sometimes looks like
opening the door to your new apartment building
and missing the smell of cigars seeping through the hallway stairs back at home

It’s when you start missing the ugly things
the things that
[still] make home, home.

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day 7 of #the100dayproject with my #100daysoftravelnotes

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