Homesickness set in this week. In fact, I met someone who had heard of Asbury and almost started to cry. (She mentioned Solomon's Porch by name. My heart leaped and tears started pooling in my eyes. I don't even drink coffee.)
Maybe it's the lack of a roommate and nothing to do around campus. Maybe it's the weather, which is almost annoyingly always sunny and warm, and throws my internal clock through the loop screaming for a taste of autumn. Maybe it's the fact that football is on TV, but instead I'm surrounded by summer sports like Track & Field or BMX. Maybe I'm a girl and just being an over-emotional idiot. Whatever the reason, this week was harder personally than the last.
A woman told me recently, "When you go someplace new and different, find something familiar."
In Whistler, I found friends. Being constantly surrounded by Asburians definitely made the adjustment easier and added to the best experience of my life. But here, there's no Asburians, no friends in the immediate vicinity. Even church, which usually provides the needed comfort zone, isn't the same out here.
Instead, I went to Panera Bread. Odd?? Perhaps, but when I am at school, it's a frequent study spot for my friends and I besides dorm rooms or the UK library. You're bound to run into someone you know at Panera. The winning combination of delicious food and free wi-fi is a huge draw for any college kid. So I sat, on the opposite coast from home, reading my book and "studying," surrounded by other students who were hitting the books and writing papers too.
And I found familiarity.
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