With just about a month left in the semester, we’re all under the stress of exams, group projects, and papers that never seem to end. I’ll be the first one to admit I have a calendar countdown until Thanksgiving break, but when I think about it, I don’t want the time to go by that quickly.
Going home for Thanksgiving, and then winter break a few weeks later, keeps me going. I love where I’m from, and my family and friends mean the world to me. My endless excitement for returning home gives me something to look forward to, but I don’t want to wish the time away. While the next few weeks are measured in how many days I have until I go home, there are so many things to look forward to between now and then. I try to tell myself to live in the moment, to enjoy my time here, because first semester’s almost over, and I have no idea where the time went.
Even though nothing excites me more than being home with my parents and my best friends, I know I’ll miss being at school when I’m home. It’s a never-ending cycle of wanting to be where I’m not. So for now, I’m doing my best to make the most of the next few weeks, regardless of where I am, because no matter what, I’ll be surrounded by people I love in one of my two homes.
