I give to you a dialogue in eleventy-one words...
Home is where the heart is.
Where is your heart?
Not sure. I need to find it.
Don’t you always tell me that if you don’t know where you’re
going, you should stay where you are?
Do as I say, not as I do.
Hypocrisy?
No… Maybe… I guess so. But with good intention.
The road to hell.
To heaven.
That’s not how the saying goes.
The saying is wrong.
How do you know?
I’ve seen it, lived it.
Arrogance?
Experience.
Go, then.
I will, and it will hurt.
Why go, then?
Because it doesn’t hurt yet.
That’s absurd.
I’m leaving to find something.
What do you think you’ll find?
Home.
