Looking for home
I have spent the past five years trying to recreate the experience and happiness of the lone five months I spent in Kentucky.
No one will understand how important it is to me.
To some people, the States is just a tourist destination.
Others, a land where evil is born.
To me, it’s home.
Sad but somehow, I feel more at home in a land on the other side of the world than my own home country.
Five years have passed. I am getting more homesick than ever.
