Im curious. Is it possible to live somewhere that is your home and you go there every night to go to sleep and everything, but deep down it doesnt feel like your home?

Im having that problem right now. I live with my parents right now. This is my home, yes, but I dont feel that this is my true home.

The only reason I say this is because of the Michael Bublé song, "Home". If you have heard it or if you go and listen to it, it will have a different meaning to it, but it is how I feel.

I feel that my true home is with Jonathan. Just thinking of moving out there and being with him puts a smile of my face and makes me so happy. I hope that he feels the same way.

But as for this, Im done. I just got home from work and Im so tired. I need my beauty sleep. Nighty Night.