eight days until i go back to the states.
i'm overjoyed to go back... looking forward to being immersed in familiar things that i've been apart from for so long, and of course to seeing my family. i know that i can make it as big or little a deal as i want, too, and that i'm indulging myself in making it a big deal, but when i start thinking about how i've been here for six months and then suddenly won't be, i can't help but feel like it's enormous. it's a kind of panic. of course, everything is going to be fine. it's another chapter of my life that is almost over, and i'm lucky that i'll never be the same.
speaking of closing chapters, mom and dad's bid on the house in middlefield went through so it seems that when i get back (in eight days, for three days) will be the last time i spend in my childhood home. i knew this was coming as mom's kept me posted, and i'm genuinely excited for them, but it feels like a little too much today. i guess this is the part where i become a real grown-up.
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