I just wanted to say that leaving this time is really different than leaving last time. Last October when I went to Australia, I was like, “Peace, yo.” I was so ready to fly off the edge of my nest and land right side up Down Under. This time, I’m so sad. I’ll be going about my preparations and feel a heaviness in my chest and think, “What’s wrong with me? Why am I not excited?” Oh yeah. Because I’m leaving family and friends for a long freaking time. And this time I know exactly how it feels to be so far away from them.
Sometimes I think I’m a wanderer with the heart of a homebody.