Before going off to Spain about 1.5 months ago, I've never been this far away from my friends and family. Even though I moved out two years ago, I was always able to visit my family very fast and friends were always close. So far, I'm doing very well here in Valencia , I found friends, my flatmates are great and their dogs are super cute! I'm finally far away from all the things that I kept worrying about (well, to be honest, I still worry about them, but from a different angle than before I guess) and I am pretty much carefree here. I'm also learning to function on my own and be a real grown-up adult. Going abroad was definitely the best choice I could've made, it's such an important experience and I feel that I'm growing as a person thanks to it. I'm becoming more independent.  But this is only one side of the coin. The other side is that, from time to time, I'm homesick.  I terribly miss home sometimes .  I can't exactly describe wh