No matter how far you’ve gone, you will always want to come back where you began.
And when you do, you will feel the same way you’ve felt as a child. It’s as if everything you’ve gone through was a dream. That time was a whisper, and age was a memory. You know they happened, but they don’t affect you as much.
But you’ll never know the difference if you’ve never left. Only when you traveled so far away from home will you realize what it truly means to be home.
And at home, you will always be that child you once were.
Just a little different.
jessa 