Reflection

As i grow older, i somehow noticed that i did rather stay at home than to go out. 

I did rather spend time talking to my parents in the kitchen rather than being on the net.

I started missing home when i go on trips,

I became more attached to than i ever was. 

Was it because I have finally understood that my parents are getting older?

Was it because I have spent too much time outside that i missed home?

Was it because I have finally found serenity at a place so close to heart?

And i wonder if this change is for the better or the worse.