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I like being able to look out my window at the snow covered ground while I'm watching gilmore girls, eating a bowl of Special K red berries, and heating up a cup of tea. In my pajamas while my roommate is out, not that she'd judge me for this anyway. I think I actually might miss it here while I'm home. It's starting to become a home of sorts, and while I still have a lot to figure out and a lot to be comfortable with, I don't mind it so much. I'm excited to go home, but for a few different reasons, and my priorities have most definitely rearranged themselves. I'm excited to spend a lot of time with my family, especially my brother. I'm obviously excited to see my babies and love them and squeeze them all day every day. Excited to drive, shop, drink, and eat everywhere I love and miss. I'm determined to be happy, I've wasted too much time at home halfassing happiness.