They say, “Hostel life is hard.” And they’re right. There are many nights I miss my family, the laughter spilling in a full parlor, the comforting noise of home. Hostel life has its ups and downs. But when I say it’s one of my safe places, I mean it. Not because of the studies, the struggles, or the problems, but because of my friends, my people, my sanctuary. They awaken parts of me I never knew existed. We laugh at the smallest things, share noodles, create noise that fills