I’m worried that something similar might happen when I return from college. Instead of feeling comfortable and relieved, I’ll feel unfamiliar and awkward, like I’m staying at a friend’s house for a week before I return to Boston. I’ve often heard sayings such as “home is where the heart is,” but how am I supposed to call this new place “home” without the proper time to love it? 

Music has the ability to speak for a wide range of experiences. It can resonate across various groups of people who have nothing in common but a shared appreciation for lyrics. There is a certain power in a song's ability to align with how you have been feeling and speak the words that you’ve been trying so hard to find.