I, like many others away from home, choose to keep in touch with my home by waking up to a wall of photographs. Photos of those I hold closest to my heart make me feel at home and give me great comfort. In a sense, they make my plain and empty dorm room a place I don’t dread coming home to. This not so personal place couldn’t be more personal thanks to these photos. This room is mine, and it’s my home for the next year. It is a place my family have become a part of in a way, maybe not physically, but to me they are there. I have chosen this photograph because this may be one of the most common strategies of making a space “homey.” Although they may be a reminder of home they are also a reminder that I am not home. If the world was not the globalized place it is today I would not be in NYC right now; I would be attending a local University, and have no clue what Parsons is. I would not have the ability to find out how my family is doing, or how the rest of the world is doing by a click of a finger. The media allows me to feel at home anywhere around the world! As I lay in bed, surrounding by images of my family, speaking to my mother oh the phone, how could I not feel at home?

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