On the thousand paper cranes and home.

Sometime in between January and March of the year 2012, I had promised myself to finish making a thousand origami cranes. Japanese le...


Sometime in between January and March of the year 2012, I had promised myself to finish making a thousand origami cranes. Japanese legends tells you that one who completes folding a thousand paper cranes is granted a wish. If you knew me at the time, I had one wish -I wanted to be home. Sometime in between August and October of that same year, I had completed the thousand origami cranes.



Two and a half years have passed since departing for Canada and it's amazing how much can change in that time. It's interesting to look back and trace the path of how things and places and people become home. The furniture and mementos left behind aren't a measure of value, and the sentimental things aren't markers for where the foundation stands, but blueprints in which you can build something new. We forget that friends are not places to move in, but the paint chips you use to test the colours that cover the walls of your heart.

The phrase "Home is where the heart is" is entirely lacking. Home, if I should be presumptuous enough, is where the heart beats in a steady rhythm, whether it be in excited passion or calm relaxation. Home is where one feels alive.


It was a year ago when I started to realize that when I thought of "home", I now thought of Canada and it just can be incredibly funny how some of the things you wish for don't come in the way you expect them to.


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  1. "Some of the things you wish for don't come in the way you expect them to."
    so so true.

    I miss talking to you, D :c Im happy that you're finally comfortable >:)< It's inspiring to see you so strong :)

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