Today's topic really screams for a "take some pictures and show off how cute my house/apartment is" style post. But that's not happening. My room in Kennesaw looks like a 6th grader still lives there, and the apartment in Athens is in no condition for that. And I clearly didn't plan ahead (it's almost 11 as I write this.) So here we are.
But I do have a solid post today. Or so I think. I'm probably lying. I tried, okay?
For me, my "home" is Athens now. Some people my age in college may still claim that their "hometown" is their home.
For me, that all depends on what makes something a home to you. Yeah, all of my family is back in Kennesaw. But my old friends are scattered all over the southeast. So the place that feels like home to me has become Athens. You're stuck here for four years, you better make it home!
It's funny for me to look back at how all of that changed. As a freshman you take off to your new college town with high hopes of it becoming a new home. For me, that feeling took almost three years to develop, and for others that never happens. And that's fine too.
You can almost always figure these people out because they actually enjoy their trips back to their hometown. For me, going back there is a hassle and not something I look forward too often. Even when Athens is a dead town (read: right now), I would prefer to be here.
It's where my friends are. It's where my important stuff is. It's where I found my path in life.
Simply put: it's home sweet home.
So if you are starting college in the fall, returning to your college town, or starting a new life after college, I encourage you to make that place your home. Don't see it as a "I'm just passing through" experience. That's where I feel most people go wrong. Live your life where you are, not where you were or where you want to be. Right there. Right now.
What do you consider to be your "home?"