unfortunately i have nothing noteworthy to mention.
home is... home. different places have different feels. like they are just holding in all these memories or lack there of, and by being in these places, you are absorbing this memories through osmosis, thus recalling all of these feeling associated with said memories. lately, i've been missing the things that have been lost.
but loving, intensely, (though quietly, and carefully) the things that are still around.