At age six I learned a motto that has been influential in my life from the original My Little Pony's Movie, "Home is where the Heart is." As that little Gnome sang and danced I thought I knew what he meant. That Home is where you put your heart. Indeed I did discover this last weekend that I have put my heart at home. But that is only because years of comfort love and understanding have dragged it there and given it a worm cookie. And if you give a heart a cookie, it's going to want some milk to go with it.
So that is how I have come to the conclusion that a homey feeling comes when your hear is already in something, and NOT when you put it there by force. So I began an experiment. I decided to put as much of my pride and principles aside as passable and see what exactly Mr. Gnome meant.
When I traveled back to California I decided to be with and do whatever reflected the feeling I got on my living room couch. Thankfully Owl City matched that description, and Disneyland did too. But so did Country music, and California Adventure. That, and being a Republican unfortunately...make me happy. *Sigh* so I am going to do everything in my ability to feel as at home as passable so that I may figure out where the Devil my heart lives, despite my pride.
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