I just wrote a post that was getting way too long and I think I lost my focus in it. Basically, it was about having those conflicting feelings now that my move is getting closer. I think about how this city has never felt like home, and I don’t want to continue to live like that! I think about how I can’t see myself at my school in ten years (at least, I won’t be happy there). But I also think about those few really special people I’ve met here who make it hard to leave. Who I will really miss and I will be heart broken if we don’t keep in touch. And about how isn’t it funny that the sweetest part is what is making this so hard?
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