I met a lad today . He came up to me at some café , sat down with me , and asked if I was okay . I was , in general; though I was feeling a bit lost , and for some reason I was letting myself feel like shit because I was feeling homesick though home is also shit and I’m here in such an amazing place letting my past taunt me . The lad though , told me that home didn’t need to be perfect to be missed ; and while at first I thought of so many ways to tell him he was wrong , he said to me that his home was two hours away with broken glass everywhere , the smell of alcohol and nicotine fully evident , yet he was out exploring his home country , home problems aside , smiling – happy like no other . This shit is too much ranting for me so all I wanna say is , thank you lad I met today .