What is home? Home can be defined differently depending on the person. But to me, Home is where I feel safe and comfortable. It were I can do what I want and no one can tell me nothing. It were can freely go into the cabinet and get whatever I want. Home to me is where I feel good and not awkward to ask if I can use the bathroom. To me home, is where you know you can't be judged or have to act a certain way to make others feel comfortable. When I get to my apartment, I enjoy being able to just change out of my day clothes and into a old t-shirt with some shorts and not care. Why? Because I can do it because I am at my personal primary home. Although I consider my mothers house my 2nd home, It is not same feeling. Therefore, why is that? It is almost like a system that automatically understand that you entering a place that is not your own and you have been given a certain amount of "common sense rules" where you automatically know what to and what to not do. When I go to my mothers house, I can't just walk around naked. It is strange and weird. But I can take food from her house and take it to mine. Now, if I am invited to a friends house for the first time and they are more like a "co-worker friend" I can just go through their kitchen cabinets for the first time and search through their stuff. That would be ignorant and rude of me to do that. Home is somewhere were you feel free to do what you please.
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