House and Home

I was at the smoking bay just a few minutes ago and heard 2 colleagues teasing and bitching at one and other.

Then 1 of them asked the other to leave...jokingly. He said "Go back, this is not your House, this is your Home!".

Hey! I can relate to that!!! To me, where I lived is just a House; where I sleep and eat, but here (my workplace) is my Home; where my friends are, where I can confide and find comfort in the arms of my few Good Friends. That's why I'm blogging it down...to remind myself.

Sound sad? Not at all...to me!!!

p/s : must get my own House where I can call it Home! ;-)