It's exactly a month till I leave Seattle and I'm not exactly looking forward to it. I know I have alot going for me back home but this life, THE life which I never knew I wanted just takes every inch of my heart, pulling my heart strings till I yearn for Seattle more than I yearn for home.

Life has been great, I've started to appreciate baseball, I basked in the sun, I drank gallons of coffee and I trod to school in light, happy steps.

It's all going to change soon, isn't it?

And I still don't want it to, no matter how many times I lie to myself how much I want to go home.