I'm Home away from Home

This is the one blog post that I have been dreading due to fact that it makes it real: I'm Home. I remember before leaving and I had sooo many conversations about what I was excited for when I returned home. All of the food, the people, the places in Chi City. I got back and had a gyro cheese burger and my stomach literally detested it. I tried to get back into all of my favorite foods but nothing seemed to be as great. I miss being engulfed in a culture that is healthy (even when being unhealthy: fried foods in olive oil).  It surprises me that everyday I walk pass the Sears Tower and it does nothing for me! I try so hard to bring little pieces of Europe back into my life. For example, I went to the beach but could do nothing but stare at the sky and feel the course grains of sand against my skin and try my hardest to pretend I was sitting in a beach off of the coast of Lisbon, Portugal. It's sad that people may be smoking a cigarette and walking behind them I imagine the Parisian air filled with the smell of freshly lit ones and baked bread. And when I here people speaking French on the street now, I literally slow down and try to listen and imagine being back in Paris for as long as I can. It's as if the city of lights made my life so much more amazing. Right now I would give anything for another moment to breathe the French Air, taste French food, or walk miles and miles gazing upon the beautiful architecture. After being there so long it makes me think, I could have stayed! I know I undoubtedly would miss my friends and family (Skype will have to do LBS) but Paris became a place I could call home... a place that one day I will call home. I have decided that upon graduating I am doing all that I can to move and work abroad; Paris or London are my destinations of choice. I look at America as my nest... Abroad will become my home.