home.

What does home mean to you?

I love how throughout our lives home means different things.

Everytime I come back to Copenhagen, I love it that much more. I finally feel like I am coming home.

I love living with people that I know care about me, even if we have only known each other for a short time. I love the fact that I know what bus takes me home. I know the understood "rules of the bus." I know how to get to the grocery store. I know that dinner is downstairs at 7:30. I know how to get to my classes. I know what time the gym closes and opens. I know what cafes are the best and which ones are too expensive. I know where to find notebooks. I know where the best pastries are.

I have been here almost 2 months and it finally feels like home. I like this a lot :)