It has been said that there's always no place like "home". True. How about when you have two homes? Which of the two you miss the most? In my case, I lived my entire life in the Philippines, and since 2006 I moved and live here in the USA, so, technically I have two homes. Not that easy but somehow I managed to live like what it is now. Pretty much the latter is what literally my home cause I made a cocoon here. :) Kidding aside, when I went back in the Philippines last month I could not wait to step my foot on my hometown ground. I felt home but not that at home. Things changed and so as the people. The city place is booming (too crowded), some people I know are not there anymore (some are deceased, some are moved out), then again, the whole thing and the people in there makes me happy. Thing is, when while I'm there I miss my home here in the USA, now I'm back here I likewise miss my home in the Philippines. Ahh... what a LIFE!
But yeah I miss the quirky place of my hometown back in the Philippines. There's this polluted city and has so much traffic but if we go up north we can smell the fresh air cleaner (a lot cleaner), we can see lots of green, and the scenic volcano from afar.
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