It's in the way you get dismissed from school and its the first place that comes to your mind. When you've lived there for so long that you feel most comfortable in it and your heart begins to swell at the thought of it, the place you'll always be able to find. My house is not merely a house, but a home. It's the memories and the smell of the fuzziness that make it so welcoming, even if you happen to come across a mouse. Like to remember when you scraped your knee after falling on the driveway. Or spending time with your family, these things make me sure there's no where else I'd rather stay (Collected from HDB for SG Heart Map, an SG50 signature programme)