I actually can't believe it's coming to an end. It's seems like just yesterday I arrived, terrified and not knowing what the next almost 8 months had in store for me.
This morning, the reality hit me. My departure date is in a week. A WEEK. The thought makes me sick to my stomach. I can't tell you where the past 7 months have gone. I am so thankful that I have written in my journal everyday. Documenting everything I did and all my thoughts. I'm sure it will be a tear fest when I read it when I'm home.
I was thinking yesterday what my favorite months have been. For some reason it was easy to pick Jan, Feb, March and May. I have reasons for why they are the best, and the others are not. If you wish to know, remember to ask when I see you all very soon.
I'm going to try and calm myself down/clear my head, so I'm off to go for a run along the water. It's warm and sunny today :)
ps. TATTOO TOMORROW.
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