It's got Saatchi & Saatchi Lovemarks all over it hasn't it? I know if they asked me for my homecoming riff, I'd have responded that I get homesick as soon as I'm circling Heathrow ready for landing (I love the smell of the M4 in the morning), but then I find the chap brandishing my name on a card ready to drive me elsewhere a bit of an intrusion, so I'm not the best kind of punter to ask in this instance.
Life is for sharing. I agree. But everything is contextual too, so shouldn't we be prudent what we share. Like venereal disease.
Here's the an earlier post on the subject.