Globes and Maps

I've been thinking about home a lot recently and what exactly that word means. There are so many sayings about home, about what it means and what it stands for, but what do any of them really mean.

I live near the town I grew up and when I go back there for a visit it doesn't feel like home anymore. The house I grew up in now belongs to someone else and the place my parents now live is somewhere I don't really know, where I could quite easily take a wrong turn on the streets and get completely lost. I could go to the town I grew up and wander through all the little alleyways and back streets and always know where I was, but where would I be trying to get back to if I did get lost.
Where I live now, I've only lived for 8 months or so, although its a city I grew up coming to and I know pretty well.
But then is home really the place that you live or is that just your location, the place you would point to on a map. But then if someone asked me to point to home on the map, I think the best I could do was the island of the United Kingdom.

One of the most famous sayings relating to home is "home is where the heart is" and if that's true then I am totally confused as to where my home is because my heart is spread all over the place. It lies in London, Leeds, Ayr and a little village in Fife because my heart is with the people who matter to me. But it is also in this place, in this little flat that I have made my own. It lies in the music and art and photography that I surround myself with because in the darkest days, those are the things that save me. Thing about those is that I can take them with me wherever I go, my friends and family I can't. I wish I could.
And if I decide to move again in a few months time then I'll have to start all over again, but when you don't really know where you call home then I guess it doesn't really matter.

I think my heart is just looking for a real reason to call a place home. For that person who when they sit next to you, that's when you feel like you are home.