For me, going home meant returning to the work of writing because writing was my home, because I loved writing more than I hated failing at writing, which is to say that I loved writing more than I loved my own ego, which is ultimately to say that I loved writing more than I loved myself.
Per mua, te shkoja ne shtepi do te thoshte t'i kthehesha punes  per te shkruar, sepse te shkruarit ishte shtepia ime, sepse e dashuroja te shkruarit me shume  se sa urreja te deshtoja ne te shkruar, qe do te thote qe dashuroja te shkruaja me shume sesa e doja egon time, qe ne fund te fundit eshte per te thene se e doja te shkruarin me shume  sesa doja veten time.