Part of me is really glad that I'm only here for a semester and part of me is sad that I'm not staying for a year. It's hard to get too attached to things out here because I know it's temporary. Everything I do, every person I meet, and every experience I have is through the perspective of someone who is keenly aware she is leaving in three months.
I almost wish that I was able to put down roots here, to be able to sigh and say "this is my new home" without the addendum "for three months only."
But at the same time, I am almost desperate to get home. My life is back there, whether I like it or not. I miss my family and my friends.
So, as per usual, I am torn between two perspectives.
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