It gets boring at other people's houses.

sourch

Yesterday I went to my elder sister's house. I stayed there for the night. But sometimes I thought why did I suddenly come here. But this sister was not my own, she was my cousin. Suddenly when we go to someone's house, we feel very bad if we stay there for a day. Then I feel like I should go home soon.

I realized one thing there that when I was there, I could not go out. Basically, it was in the city. If I could not go out, then of course I felt very bad sometimes. When we stay at our house, almost everyone in the house is a stranger to us.

Especially for those who live in the village, the environment here is very good. But those who live in the city cannot leave their homes anymore. They only go out for some work. When they leave their homes, they feel a little free. Then everything starts to feel good.