i miss mi familia today.
and my home.
i guess the midpoint of the semester is when it usually hits.
i miss those cold winter days and nice cozy houses. i miss my niece and all the wonderful new things she's learning. i miss my sisters and how we just fit together. i miss my parents and how they just roll their eyes at us. i miss the snow. i miss the nice cup of coffee, cocoa, or tea with a good book. i even miss wiping the snow off the car. i miss mittens and scarfs. i miss "minnesota nice" and talking to strangers about the crazy weather. i miss it.

does this make my decision as to where i'm going to live after graduation easier? no, sadly. only more difficult.

is it possible to be a traveller at heart and yet still yearn for the warmth of a consistent home?