The 'What is a Place' Essay

Even though I whipped up that essay in about fifteen minutes, I really hope that it provided a sense of longing that I wanted to really project since I did my small brainstorming session before I wrote it. I wanted to make people understand how desperate I was to get back home, and away from all of these haunts that we have here in Springfield, where my mom got her tumor, where she got her pay docked, and everything got so much harder. I hope that it projected a lot of emotion into it and people understands what it is like to miss home. I'm sure that the reader will ahve some kind of relation to that but its very significant to me none the less. I miss the city life, even though I'm so close to Springfield. I live in the boonies of Springfield though. It's so hard to 'live' in the city when you LIVE in the boonies. I'm in Springfield most of the time though, but it still doesn't feel like home since I don't technically live in Springfield. I miss St. Louis so much, and I miss the crowdedness of it even though my parents definitely don't. St. Peters was technically my hometown, and I was born in Wentzville, but I moved out of Wentzville before I could remember so that was never home to me. St. Peters was, the suburbs of St. Louis. I miss it more than I can ever express to anyone, but even with that longing to go home, I want to call someplace else my home. Anywhere besides St. Louis, isn't it. I want to be able to call California my home one day, somewhere in SoCal or something. I don't know, I just hope life gets a little better for me.