Nope, home is my favorite place to be.
Never.
But I once visited the Monet exhibition at Sydney Art Gallery and I was so transported (it's the only word that comes close to what I experienced) that when I left I didn't want to go anywhere, see anybody, talk to anybody: I just wanted to be allowed to float along with my own thoughts. An incredible experience.
Otherwise, home is where I want to be. That always assumes, of course, that Mrs Didge will be there too. It'd be a bit empty on my own.
No. Home is my comfort zone.
Yes, where I work I'm constantly surrounded by people and have to smile and be "on" all the time. I complain about work a lot but when I'm alone ... And get lost in my own thoughts....sometimes it's too much even for me :) and I consider my self strong. I feel the urge to shop now :p
There have been times that I left work and didn't want to go home. But from shopping? No, but I don't particularly like to shop.
Sadly, yes.
There were times that I would sit in my driveway, filled with anxiety, wondering what I might find when I walked through the door.