New beginnings

I will be leaving for something greater. I'll be leaving this comfort I call home. Five hours away doesn't look like a big deal until you start wishing you're at home eating home cooked meals in your not too big, not too small kitchen. Instead you're in a dormitory eating left overs from god knows when with the heat you never had to deal with before. You'll start missing the locks on the doors at home even though you never really took notice of it before. The holes in the ceiling of your dorm will remind you of the perfect ceilings at home. You'll miss just lazing around in your room always having what you want with just a room away. I thought fresh starts would be good for me. The experience, the independence. But how will I know I'll like it? How will I know it's good for me? I could never go back if I suddenly decided I wasn't ready for all that independence. Does this new beginning also has to mean an end of something I've been all too familiar with?