Saturday, January 3, 2009

Temporary

My things are (mostly) packed. I'm heading back to Athens this afternoon; classes start up again Monday.

I want to go back - I love anthropology and I seriously want to graduate. I like having my own room. I like being able to walk to a place where I can meet friends.

So why is it suddenly so hard to leave?

And even when I do go back, I know it's only for about six more months. Part of me is going to be two steps ahead, looking forward to what's coming next.

When will my life stop feeling temporary?
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Cammy said...

I feel you on the unease with being temporary. I'm graduating in May, and I'm already obsessing over the move, transition to another school, etc. Ever since I got home from my parents' house I've been thinking about how I'm going to start packing things up in the near future. It's weird to think about how different life will be in 6 months, 9 months, a year, isn't it? Anyway, hang in there, planning ahead is important but don't let it distract you from enjoying your last semester!

January 3, 2009 at 11:34 PM

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