Let me just say, that for as excited as I am about going to on this trip, a very tiny part of me wishes I wasn't leaving right now. I finally am in a place where I want to be (maybe not so much a physical place as an emotional one). I like my job, I am completely stress-less, and I like all my friends and I don't hate school because I'm not in it and I like where I live. And now I have to leave it all and maybe it won't be the same when I come back.

Dang.