tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16860768.post6923426689639339774..comments2023-11-06T18:57:18.100+01:00Comments on Africakid and the World: Betwixt and Betweenafricakidandtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16664490603920452905noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16860768.post-16127879856507733452008-07-26T00:47:00.000+02:002008-07-26T00:47:00.000+02:00Ginger took the words right out of my mouth. For ...Ginger took the words right out of my mouth. For me personally, the world is my home. Whereever I am at the moment is "home" to me. I will never go "back home" because I don't know where that is. That place does not exist. So... I pull up a chair and make myself at home :)Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07867112701783092241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16860768.post-35725279515705332792008-07-24T06:41:00.000+02:002008-07-24T06:41:00.000+02:00Whew. Don't I recognize the feeling. It's that T...Whew. Don't I recognize the feeling. It's that TCK-ailment that sweeps across the horizon from time to time.... "Where's a place that's Home? Will I ever find it?"Gingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14826899900356202742noreply@blogger.com