Homecoming

Sometimes I wonder if it is ok for me to be so excited to go home in 27 days (not that I'm counting).  It seems that everyone I am here with is dreading the thought of going home, while I find it quite pleasant.  I occasionally feel that I am not appreciative or something of what I am experiencing here.  I am starting to want to stay because I do enjoy living here, but I miss my family and friends terribly, and my god I would like some substantial food.  I don't know, just some thoughts I've been pondering, with the larger question being, is it ok?

also, a Hungarianism/Europeanism: White shoes are kosher any time of year.