peace be to you Edinburgh...

A year ago she learnt how to fly… she sprouted wings… she nourished them and made them stronger… and one day… a year ago… she flew…
And just like Alice fell in the rabbit hole… she fell in another hole… and she found her wonderland…
A year full of excitement… new things to see… new people to meet… new cultures to know…
A year where she wasn’t buried in the warmth of normality…
A year full of contradictions… ups and downs… falling in and falling out… and falling in…
A year of wandering about… trying out things… going extra miles…
A year of royalties… bag piping… kilts… rain… sea… mountain tops… benches… and lenses…
A year of adventure… amazement… fighting… cherishing… laughing… crying… meditating… and praying…
A year of unforgettable places… and faces…
A year where she knew… the notion of freedom… the concept of wings… and the event of soaring…
A year… a whole year… spent in the wonder[full] city of Edinburgh…
And now…
The year is done… and she has to fly once again… but after being friends with ducks… and appreciating natural freedom… she believes… that home is not where she is going back to… nor home is where she was this year… home was and is with her… for free birds… home is in their hearts… and that is where her home shall be…