AHNDIWEAR

It has been a while since I could jot down a note that is actually meaningful. It's almost time to fly home yet I'm not excited as I hoped to be. Before I was so excited I counted down the days and dreamed about boarding the plane. Hearing "we will be reaching our destination shortly..." Now it seems like I am no longer in the mood to go. I don't know what it is. Everything is fine. Relationships (friendships, family, etc.) is fine. Everything is fine. I'm in the single digit count down and yet I feel sad. Is that normal? Someone tell me.

Maybe I'm scared and I'm a coward. That something will occur that will make me regret coming home. Then I'll end up regretting regretting that I wanted to come home. It's complicated.

Well as of today I have 6 more glorious days! 4 more days of school. I regret not flying out on Sunday.