University life is so busy/hectic that in a way, I kind of forget about going home. I think it's been around six weeks since I've been back properly, even though it feels much shorter when I think about it. I know there's people who don't go home at all during the semester, but I only live a fifty minute train ride from home, so I don't really have an excuse.
Today, I went back to my hometown of Tamworth in the purpose of seeing family who I haven't seen in quite a while. The train ride home went really fast, and I managed to get a seat, which is pretty unusual. Then, finally I got to 'glorious' Tamworth station, where my family were waiting.
After being home for a few hours, it makes me realise the home comforts that I miss, even though I don't appreciate them as much when I'm away, living the high life in Stoke. This includes having my dinner cooked for me, being able to watch Sky+ HD and being in a really clean environment. They are little things, but it makes a huge lot of difference when I'm back.
But even though it's great seeing the family and living a life of luxury (compared to how it is in Stoke anyway!), I do really miss my house in Stoke already, and my great housemates. Which actually worries me; if I'm like this when I'm spending one night away from university life, how am I going to be when I graduate!?
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