When I moved to this small, rural town, I did not think I would miss home as much. My entire life, I looked forward to getting as far away from Stockton as I could. I remember the first day of college and actually being away from home. I cried every day and I would call my parents every day. It got to the point where my mom would remind me that I did not have to call home everyday and to enjoy myself.
I needed to get away from comfort and to get away from familiar. I move to Davis for school and stayed there longer than expected. Now that I live in this tiny town, where everyone knows everyone, I long for the familiar and the routine. I want to get frozen yogurt with my sisters on a hot summer night and to go to Costco with my mom on the weekends. It has almost been a year here and I am just as alone and unsure as I was last year.
I hope this new year brings more adventures with friends, old and new, and a clearer mind. Cheers to 2017 and here's to 2018.
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