Do not despair, we can get through this together. Group hug.
One of the hardest parts to coming home after traveling is learning how to live fully in the present while you’re somewhere as familiar as home.
It’s a constantly naked, “your way or the highway” situation.
Many of us remain close and flock to the same cities, cities we once fantasized about while staring out of a window, occasionally being snapped back to reality by an aggravated teacher, in the middle of third period English. I never considered staying.
It feels healthy to be nice to people.
Sometimes, when I feel the crunch of gravel under my wheels for the first time in months, I stop the car on the road.
For some reason, my iPhone asks if I would like to connect to a network called “HOME” whenever I am in one of Manhattan’s most expensive neighborhoods.
6. You make room for Netflix in bed.
We all want to be the sole catalysts of change. We want to make drastic changes that leave big, gaping holes in our wake. We don’t want those holes filled in.
I’m from a small town and I jumped at the chance to get out of there. I was ready to start my life in college and never look back. What I failed to realize was that it was because of my friends and family back home that I was able to achieve all that I have.