There’s not a specific place. It’s both my house in New Jersey, where I grew up, but also Syracuse. I don’t think I consider London my “home home” yet, but I think by the end (of the semester) it will feel like home. I feel like the thing that reminds me most of home is in the flat. Whether you’ve been at school or you’re interning or you’re traveling, I think the best thing is just opening the door and you have a space that’s yours. Even when I’m traveling, no matter where I am, even if it’s a super cool place like Iceland or Barcelona, I always look forward to being able to come home and put my slippers on.