the beginning of the end

Dear friend,

It really is the beginning of the end.

Every time I log into the computers here a warning message pops up to remind me that I have an 'X' number of days before my IT account expires -- a blatant countdown daily bursting the bubble of denial I have been trying desperately to hold on to.

And yet... despite feeling so rooted, so settled here... I think... I think, I am ready to go Home.

And thus it begins, the Beginning of the End; the period of Goodbyes; and the gearing up to transition back into the Real World.

On Friday, one of the two girls I have been living with flew back to the UK. While having brunch cliffside we started playing a game of 'The First Thing' -- the first we'll eat and do once we're Home. For her: brie and tomato sandwich, pesto and bacon pasta, 'proper' cheese, 'proper' tea, 'proper' milk, (lol, so English!), watching the news, going to the movies, reading the paper. And for me? My mum's cooking (everything and anything!), Starbucks Caramel Macchiato, going out for Korean food, Wendy's spicy burger combo, sleeping in my own bed with my own pillow... and going for the most epic run exploring the City of Sails, my new home.

I am ready. Let's go home.

Always,

-A