Home Sweet Home

So today is pretty much one of those days you look back on and realize how great your life truly is. I have the best friends one could ask for, family nearby, and I get to wake up in the jungle-themed room I grew up in (well it wasn't jungle-themed until my senior year of high school when my grandpa passed away and I felt the need to spice it up a little). Anyway, I have been having so much fun here that I've hardly had time to think about all the things I miss back home... until now. I think it's weird how more than one place can start to feel like home. This happened in college too. I would get on the Liberty shuttle to the airport and feel a sense of longing to stay in Philadelphia, even though I was excited to go home to Alaska to see my family and friends. Now I feel the same thing about San Antonio. Maybe it is because my stuff is there, maybe it is because my baby Pika is there, or maybe I am just missing the people there that have become my world. And even though I am not necessarily missing work, I do miss the people from work who I spend the majority of my time awake with. So anyway, the grass is always greener on the other side I guess. Can I just say once and for all though that I LOVE ALASKA! It is so beautiful here, it is so green, the air is fresh and clean, and the mountains are so much prettier than flat country land. I could totally live here forever...