I am back in Austria and instead of "home sweet home" my mind asks me "So? Where is home now?".
someone telling me that I have to come back into reality now, that it's enough of ... whatever this person means. Am i dreaming?

I would hope so!

Where else would we want to live, if not in our dreams? It's time to make them come true, isn't it?
What the fuck is this thing they call "Reality"?
Where is Reality if not here and now? How can we not be in it?

Is it less real if I prefer to eat with my fingers and to sleep outside?

Is it less real to travel the world?

Encouragement and Community is what I want. Music is what I want, and Love...
More positivity in the Land of constant Mourning.