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Dan's entries have basically verbalized what I am not able to say, due to the fact that I cannot express my feelings in words. I've been thinking like that for a while now, and it's slowly killing me. I'm unintentionally counting down the months til I leave, adn it scares me to know that it's now only four and half months away. I'm scared I won't find relationships like the ones I have here, and it's hard to come to grips with that. I know that I do need a change; I need to experience a city and something different. I just wish I could take everyone with me. Or that when I come back, nothing will have changed. That's the idealist in me, but that's only half of me. Because I realize that..everything is going to change. And that's what's hardest. I can't stand missing people, and there's going to be a lot of that very soon.