When you have something you love, it feels like home 🎶
🎶I’m going home
Cause I’ve got nowhere else to go
And I feel young
And you can’t take away my soul🎶
The more I do the things I love the more at rest and at home within myself I feel, nostalgia sets in, my mind drifts to an easier, simpler time... nothing directs my thoughts to a singular focus like picking that perfect line and feeling the flow.