Homesick

I’m constantly feeling homesick. I’m homesick for a place that I’ve never even been to yet.

Does that make any sense? Maybe if you’re a traveller, a lost soul trying to find your own place in this world.

Homesick

I often think about this feeling of missing something. Missing a place, a person, something that you’re meant to be doing, but that you still haven’t found. We can be homesick for more than just the place we call home.

Lately I find myself feeling like I’m missing something. There’s something else that I am supposed to be or be doing that I just don’t know about yet. The feeling of missing something is one of the most troublesome ones. I feel serene, content with how my life has turned out so far, but I’m not feeling whole. 

How do you get to that sense of completeness? Does it take only time? How do you know when you’ve finally reached it? Perfection is not reachable, but how about my own pride? 

I will let you know when I find the missing piece.