My tests are done.
My bags are half packed.
My laundry is sitting next to the door waiting to be done before I leave.
And I kinda feel blah. Sure I'm glad I get to go home. But at the moment traveling feels like such a hassle. Packing is too much. And the thought of coming home to everything changed, it makes me feel a little bit of dread.
Tomorrow comes quickly though. And my anxiousness wont change that.