Leaving Coshocton for the first time opened my eyes – truly opened them. My entire life up until my departure, I knew only small town America. Sitting on my porch and recognizing the person in every other car was common for me – to say I was nervous to leave is an understatement. What did the big city lights have in store for me? Who would I meet? Who would I become? These questions and more flooded my mind on my car ride to my new home. The college experience could be defined as comical if nothing else. Thousands of kids acting as adults acting as scholars. You’re supposed to…