This is my home.

Wake up in the morning, wash up, missed breakfast and rush off to somewhere to meet people.

Went home on the last bus, reached home and mom is already sleeping. The next thing you know, I'm on the computer like right now.

Is this place called 'Home' merely a place of shelter? a place of security? or a place where you just leech off from your parents? Surely its more than just all these. even though i admit that my actions do not reflect the latter.

In http://dictionary.reference.com/, there's more than 31 meaning for this word 'Home'. In my opinion, the most significant one should be "the place in which one's domestic affections are centered."

Now let me post you this question.
- How much time in a week do we really spend time with our family members?
- How are we spending the time at home? Using it for yourself or spending quality time with one another?
- Do you really really know the person living in the same house as you?

I guess to make things worse, you spend more quality time at the home of other's, know other's family more than your own, and even to the extent of putting them above your own kins. And you never realized how lonely your parent can get when no one is at home and stayed up by the balcony waiting for you when you are still not home late at night.