TM 235 - Show us where you live.
Home hasn't been a physical place for me since I was thirteen years old. That's the last time I actually lived somewhere permanently. I've been transient ever since.
I was a street kid for a couple years, and I was never in the same place for very long. I did a short stint at Xavier's, but that wasn't home for me. And then I was with the Brotherhood, but we were always moving around from place to place. We had safehouses and places to live, and it was more the people I was with that made it feel like a home, not the actual location, since we moved so much. And when I was with the Freedom Force, I got a penthouse in the deal, but it wasn't something I picked out for myself, it didn't feel like mine, it wasn't homey. And, again, I wasn't there for very long either.
I do own a farm house in Kansas. Well, it was Mike's and he gave it to me. A house for a song, and it's mine now, and again. It was the first thing that was mine, a sense of independence, but I've not actually spent a lot of time there. Just a few weeks in the winter when I needed somewhere to hide. I love it, but I don't think I'll be there on a permanent basis; it's so far from everything, hidden in a little corner of the world where no one can find it. Which is good at times, but I don't have to live my life like that anymore, and don't really want to right now.
I'm about to have my real sense of home as an adult, I think. Me and my boyfriend are looking for a place to live, and I think we found one. It might be a temporary place, that one, but maybe not. I think that as long as Doug's there, it'll be home for me, even if we end up moving to somewhere else. I mean, if it falls through, I don't think I'd be bothered too much. We can just find another place to live. Hell, we could stay in this hotel for the next six months, and I don't think I'd be that bothered by it, as long as he was here.
I was never really big on the material possessions. Home means something different to me, I guess. It's the people who are there, and what I'm doing with my life; I don't care that much about the physical place. So, I guess to show you where I lived, I'd have to introduce you to my boyfriend and all my friends, explain and maybe show to you what I do for a living. That's home for me, and it could be anywhere I wanted, as long as I had them.
I was a street kid for a couple years, and I was never in the same place for very long. I did a short stint at Xavier's, but that wasn't home for me. And then I was with the Brotherhood, but we were always moving around from place to place. We had safehouses and places to live, and it was more the people I was with that made it feel like a home, not the actual location, since we moved so much. And when I was with the Freedom Force, I got a penthouse in the deal, but it wasn't something I picked out for myself, it didn't feel like mine, it wasn't homey. And, again, I wasn't there for very long either.
I do own a farm house in Kansas. Well, it was Mike's and he gave it to me. A house for a song, and it's mine now, and again. It was the first thing that was mine, a sense of independence, but I've not actually spent a lot of time there. Just a few weeks in the winter when I needed somewhere to hide. I love it, but I don't think I'll be there on a permanent basis; it's so far from everything, hidden in a little corner of the world where no one can find it. Which is good at times, but I don't have to live my life like that anymore, and don't really want to right now.
I'm about to have my real sense of home as an adult, I think. Me and my boyfriend are looking for a place to live, and I think we found one. It might be a temporary place, that one, but maybe not. I think that as long as Doug's there, it'll be home for me, even if we end up moving to somewhere else. I mean, if it falls through, I don't think I'd be bothered too much. We can just find another place to live. Hell, we could stay in this hotel for the next six months, and I don't think I'd be that bothered by it, as long as he was here.
I was never really big on the material possessions. Home means something different to me, I guess. It's the people who are there, and what I'm doing with my life; I don't care that much about the physical place. So, I guess to show you where I lived, I'd have to introduce you to my boyfriend and all my friends, explain and maybe show to you what I do for a living. That's home for me, and it could be anywhere I wanted, as long as I had them.