Lets have coffee (Shall we?)

Goodmorning. Did you sleep well? No bad dreams?
I've just woken up. I had a wee, washed my hands and put my contact lenses in. I can't see anything without them (I have -6.50 on both eyes).
This is the second night I have slept here in the anti-squat castle in Brasschaat (Antwerp, Belgium), The place where you have rented a room to spend time away whenever you want from the permanent place you live, Amsterdam, where you seem to feel at home. Four people live here permanently in this ´castle landhouse squat`. The place is huge. It has a garden that feels like a park and a living room with a chessboard table with pieces as big as small coca-cola bottles. There is a pleasant atmosphere. I like it here.
Do I feel at home? As home as you can in someone else's house. My home is a person and he's not here, so I do miss home, but I'm not homesick and home doesn't refer to a literal SPACE and PLACE I wan't to be. I do long for a place of stability, but also like the excitement of being in different spaces and places.
You're downstairs. Shall we have a coffee together? And perhaps something to eat?