August is just around the corner. Yes, I have had a countdown in my head since the second I left school. A countdown for what you ask? Oh, the second I get to go back.

There were moments I sat in my dorm room, usually when I was tired and overly emotional, when I felt homesick. I wished to be in my own room with a bathroom floor that only my feet walked across. I wished for the smell of my parents making coffee in the mornings. I wished for the little things that made home feel like home.

Now I find myself waiting, rather impatiently, for loud hallways past quiet hours. I am wishing for meals from the caf (never thought I would say that). I am wishing for classes to begin. I am wishing for endless proximity to my best friends.

I find myself having recurring thoughts over the summer home from college. They just continue to be more prevalent as we tiptoe closer to mid August.

1. Every day when I'm done working.

2. Out to a delicious dinner with my family and can't quite remember why, but then I look around and see zero of my college best friends.

3. Laying in my bed at 2 p.m. on a Wednesday thinking of all of the productive things that I would normally be doing if I were at school.

4. Doing any amount of reading at night and falling asleep almost immediately thinking "HOW on Earth did I read so much, so late at school?"

5. Getting so mad at myself for losing an article of clothing prior to realizing it was actually not mine, I just borrowed it from my roommate all the time.

Aug. 26, where are you?