One might think that studying abroad is, well, a party... and one might be right, however there are times when it is also very lonely. As beautiful and exciting as it is to be living my dream and traveling Europe, there are times when I desperately miss home.
For me, home is a fairly confusing word. When I'm feeling romantic, home is New York City, when I'm feeling overwhelmed, home is Cancun, and when I'm in need of comforting family time, home is Mexico City. For many reasons concerning the heart, New York is the place I miss the most these days. Memories like the one above, in which I was overwhelmingly happy, are what bring me inspiration, whether it is from sadness, joy or even nostalgia. I am in love with this city and everything that comes with it, I realize it more and more every time I am away.