1st Trip Home

So tomorrow, after a month of living back at school again, I will traverse that flat land of Indiana and head south to Evansville. I am not going to lie, it has been hard on me coming back for a full month with no contact with those that I care most about at home. I spent three weeks at home during Christmas break, and I think that three weeks is the perfect amount of time to fall into routine. I was used to doing nothing except for hanging out with my with friends, working at an athletic club, eating, and hanging out with my family while they were in town for the holidays. It was a wonderful side-step from the uphill battle of college and life out on my own. So coming back after falling into routine of a life once lived and gone was really tough for me. I wanted to do the things I did on break, and the first week back, I thought about home constantly. A month later, it is now time to head back home. I am really excited to see a lot of my family, my friends, and feel the ease of the familiar landscapes and buildings that bring that comfort and contentment of a hometown. I think that this is probably the only time I will make it home this whole semester, so I want to make the most of it while I have the opportunity. Excitement is already starting to build as I think of the light that will come out of the architecture building windows early tomorrow morning as I (hopefully) am finishing my project. There is some serenity about it, a comfort and relaxation that really cannot be found anywhere else but within you and that special place that is always given that stereotypical name... home.