For the past two years (aka since I've started college), I haven't stayed in one place for longer than two months. At camp last summer, I moved cabins once or twice a week, and then after camp, it's school to my hometown and back again over and over. And I love it, I really do. It's taught me a lot of things like proper packing skills, long distance communication, living in the moment, and to rid myself of things that I don't need (I have a little trouble sticking with that last one). The idea of home has been screwed up for these past two years, since I can never pick one solid location.
However, the cliche still remains true I guess, home is where your family is. Here are a few of my families.
(My camp family performing one of our favorite skits)
(My college family after attending Day-Glow)
(My extended "biological" family on one of our annual vacations to the ocean)
"We were part of something ours and ours alone,
anywhere was home, we're almost here again"- The Academy Is...
