I have always wanted a home of my own, but after having my first home with him.  I started to think that this is not my home at all, but our home.  I have broken his hearts with these words of mine.

There wasn't any tinge of breaking up when I had that thoughts. I'm just getting more and more aware of what I truly want in my life.  Although loneliness is unavoidable when you're single, nonetheless it happens too when you have a significant other.

 Without passion, there will inevitably be more blame.

When there are more responsibilities, we will have lesser time for our self-time.

At the same time if being grateful, I sigh.

While appreciating and enjoy the experience of visiting here, and I also feel the helplessness and struggle in the world.

 Will I only truly be free when I leave this world?