
I always loved to travel.
Be it far and wide.
From the early age of five.
Until the present year.
I loved going away.
And it made coming home more dear.
I always loved to travel.
Be it far and wide.
From the early age of five.
Until the present year.
I loved going away.
And it made coming home more dear.
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The joy of travelling then the sweet feeling of coming back home 🙂
Ford (on hiatus from TVTA)
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I like how the going away makes the coming home more dear.
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me, too.
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There is great satisfaction and peace of finally returning home after a long trip.
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thanks. it makes me appreciate home even more.
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Short and sweet. You covered the topic, perfectly.
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Thanks. I miss traveling.
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No matter how far you go, home is a lovely place. to get back to.
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There are some instances where absence does indeed make the heart grow fonder. Can’t shake the roots 🙂
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thanks. so true.
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