I just used an app on my phone to listen to my favorite radio station back home. I don't do it often. Partially because I forget I can but also because it makes me a bit homesick. The music itself doesn't make me homesick that much. It's the DJs and commercials, they remind me of what I'm missing out on. e.g. concerts or races. Anyway, it's probably been at least a month since I listened to it. Today it was like a punch to the gut. I can hear something I never could before...I hear a Colorado accent. I heard a commercial and it was like coming home. I can't tell you how it's different from my roommates' accents or what makes it what is but I know it's there. It caught me off guard because I never really could hear the difference before. It produced the oddest melancholy feeling. I desperately want to be back home with those accents, where I recognize all the social customs. I want the possibility of snow on Mothers Day and the madness that is the Centennial State Yet I don't want to leave my home here.
I thought that I didn't miss the American accent and I think it still holds true. I do however miss the culture my state and even my county.
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