College is hard. It's even harder when you leave your home.

As a kid, I always wanted to leave my hometown of West Chester, Ohio, where our main attractions are Ikea and Kings Island. I moved to Louisville for school, and I love it here. It seems like there’s always something new to do, and there’s so many places to eat, which for a college student, is fantastic. But I always get lost down here, and the drivers are reckless to say the least.

I used to always talk about how much I wanted to get out of there, but I miss my hometown,

I miss the familiarity of it. I miss passing my high school. I miss not being able to walk in somewhere without seeing someone I know. I miss driving only a few minutes to my boyfriend’s house and walking around the local mall with my best friends. There are so many things that became a routine throughout my years in West Chester. I find myself missing home when I get in my car and have no idea where I'm going. I miss knowing all the little back roads, and where I will get caught by a train.

I like the new discoveries that I am making in my college town. I have found little things that have made this place seem like home, like the coffee shop down the street, or the park where I like to go to take my mind off of things.

Someday, I think this place really will be home to me.