It seems like the end has crept up on us. After 9 months, I am finally going home. Back to Wisconsin, back to work, back to school.
It feels so weird. After panicking for the past few weeks, I'm at the point where I can't cry anymore and can't really believe that I'm leaving. I just go through the motions and tick the items off my to-do list.
I don't want to leave the people I've met, the friends I've made, and the place I've grown to love.
I will be back. Mark my words.
