Home does not feel like home when you hate every part of it. When the one you live with does not share your passion of life. I want to leave. I want to open my eyes every morning to endless green and warmness of a hug. I want to see the ocean. I want to travel every year to a new place. To fall in love with new people, places and spices =) Let me out ba2a ....sigh
It is more than just a cake and it goes far beyond just a color...