End in sight

I stand at the point of what it will all come down to. The final weeks of my exchange, my last goodbyes to U.S.A. Questions cloud my mind, distracting me from finals, papers and all sorts of other stuff I should be doing.

Questions about fulfilling my hopes and expectations of this trip. Questions about what growth I have gone through being away. Questions what it will be like coming home again. It may be the slight hangover talking but it's a strange place to find yourself in. Don't get me wrong, it'll be great to be home again, seeing friends and family, being where you know it well. But I will miss the individual life I had. It was me in this place and nothing else, I brought nothing with me from home(I mean mentally). There was no burden of responsibilities towards people, no answers that I had to give about any particular thing and going back will mean people will have certain expectations.

These expectations can be good, but after 4 months of doing exactly what I wanted whenever I wanted I will have to get used to being a part of something greater then myself.

I guess what it has all come down to, is that I have realized more then ever who I am and wish to be, realizing that somethings need to be let go off in order to move forward, and that may be the hardest thing to do when I get back home.
Cutting off what I no longer need or want.

But in every end, there's a beginning, and that is what I'm seeing.