Four Months Later....

So I've been doing the college thing for about four months now, and while (as I've mentioned once or twice) I love school and college life, it feels good to be home. People had warned me that it would feel "weird" and "different" coming back, and while there a little bit of that, it pretty much feels like coming back from any other trip I've taken. In fact it's almost weirder to me that everything is still so familiar.

It's almost like waking up from a dream. Things look fuzzy and out of focus at first, but as your brain slowly adjusts to the fact that you are really are awake, everything appears in all their familiar clarity. There are a few new pictures around, mostly of me, and some new chairs, but after one night even those "new" things seem familiar.

I will admit, however, that my room looks awfully lonely without me. 

"Alena, did you leave anything useful here when you went to college?" 

"Nope. Not a thing." 

That's what makes it weird. It still looks like my room, no they haven't turned it into an exercise room or anything like that, but without all the crafting items strewn about, and shoes and clothes scattered carelessly across the floor, my room just isn't very "Alena'' anymore. 

BUT

Home is still where the leftovers are better than anything found in a cafeteria,

Where ice tea is found in abundance,

Where music is constantly playing.....

.....or being played.  

(I never thought I'd be saying this, but actually I miss hearing my brother practice for hours on end!)

Home is where I feel loved.