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?