One Month In

One month ago today I left home. It's not weird to me that I haven't been home in a month, I've been gone longer. It's weird to me that I haven't been on the west coast in a month. The longest I've ever been off the west coast was 6 weeks when I was in Virginia. And then it was camp so I knew I'd come back after the 6 weeks were done. This is a little different. It's not so much homesickness as it is just plain weird.

• I haven't seen the ocean in a month
• I haven't had a Rainier beer in a month
• I haven't seen someone wearing a Mariners cap in a month

To be fair, I've seen a lot since then that I love about Mizzou
• I read the paper every morning (New York Times and Missourian) because I get it for free.
• I can (sort of) afford gas.
• I get to listen to Sorority girls in the class I work as a TA compare hangovers.
• I work in a newsroom. I'll say that again, I work in a newsroom.
• I get to walk past stuff like this everyday:

And on top of all of that, I get an education. And it's in Journalism. At the world's first Journalism school.

Who needs an ocean when there's all of that?