Home


I've never quite felt at home
I have connections to a lot of places
But none of them are home
And over the last couple of months
I still haven't found home here
And I don't think I will
But that's okay because I've come to realize that home isn't really a place
Home is in people
Home is in midnight trips to Bob's donuts
Home is in feeling adopted in each in every 10:01, becoming an honorary member of a culture you've never been exposed to
Home is in midnight karaoke sessions where you sing your heart out even though you know you're completely tone-deaf
Home is in trips to the beach where no one wears enough warm clothing and everyone huddles together
Home is in the camaraderie of realizing it's past 11 pm and you missed the deadline and still celebrating with those that have already submitted
Home is in venting to your roommates and feeling that they really care about you so much
Home is in that warm feeling you get when one of your peers does something great
That pride you feel because you know if it's good for them in some way it's good for you
Home is in staying up till 4 am to watch a rugby final with a friend and not missing your family quite as much as you would alone
Home is in homesickness being softened by hugs and snacks and company
Home is in finding people who support you in buying way too many books
Home is in going outside of your comfort zone because you know someone else is going there with you
Home is in the adrenaline pumping through you while you hold signs with your friends at a climate strike
Home is in midnight kitchen conversations about life and love and mostly about food
Home is in looking into a piece of someone's soul on a Monday night
Home is in the excitement of a Friday night Between The Lines Event
Either basking in the talent of your classmates or
Making an absolute fool of yourself in improv in the best manner possible
Home is in laughing about your shared disasters, it's in being cranky about lost sleep but still not wanting to trade in the previous night for anything
Home is in spur of the moment decisions to go out somewhere and have a wild, amazing time
Home is in those slowing growing friendships, where before you know it, their presence makes you feel a tiny bit safer
Home is in ice cream parties and carving pumpkins
Home is in freezing mezzanine movie nights
Home is in sharing tea
Home is in not being afraid to show who you truly are
Hone is in sharing your clothes, your blanket, your cutlery, your notes
Home is in always being down for a good conversation
Home is in sitting with someone without talking and it not being awkward
Just being together in a comfortable silence
Home is hard to define
But that's okay
Because home is whatever makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside

At least that's what home is to me

Hellcat (2019)

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