Nostalgia

I was just looking through some old photos from 2007 when I went to Cyprus with my family. I got so nostalgic just looking at them, I couldn't really hear anything, maybe it was just quiet though. I'll never know. Then I heard my housemate speak and I didn't know who it was, I though it was someone from the holiday, although there are no photos of people. and for one second I didn't know where I was, then it clicked in my head and I knew.

Such a good feeling. I felt at home, wherever that is.