It’s the simple thought of witnessing something rare and so unique that gives us the will to go far away, both physically and mentally, to be there and grab every fraction of that moment. The ultimate home is there where you will find something special, without intentionally looking for it, where you won’t feel the need to ask for more, but every second will make you want to linger a little while longer. Home is the moment of a smile, that long and stupid smile on your face when a secret becomes real in your imagination. Right then, you start questioning yourself, figuring out a reason for feeling like home when you are, in fact, so far. You are making this feeling possible, it’s your extraordinary universe and my moon made of love.