home is

a freaking unicorn-
beautifully elusive.

"home is where the heart is"
if you ask me,
a heart is a ridonkulous place for a home,
in fact i've never heard of a worst idea.
heart's are unbeatably, unbearably fragile,
ever changing like the shifting-sands.
didn't we learn anything from the foolish man who built his house upon the sand?

oh well, it doesn't matter what a "home" is.
shanghai is, and will always be, home.