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We are the flexible generation. We have to be happy to travel, to change the place in which we live as soon as required. We need to have no roots.

But today I was thinking how nice is home. On Tuesday I found in the kitchen of my institute biscuits which are typical of my home town. I used to get them when I went to the baker with my mom. And that made my day. I was soooo happy :)

And then today I was listening to some nice songs. And I realized that they were so beautiful because that place was meaning so much to the person who wrote the song. Ireland, Sardinia, Turin, ... and a thousand more...