I have just under a month left here, and I'm mentally getting ready to go home. But I'm also conflicted about home. And in between now and then, a week I'm worried about.
I'm frustrated by being here, being illiterate, feeling crowded often. I miss my bike and my garden, friends I can hold easy conversations with, my books.
On the other hand, when I get home, I'm going to miss being able to visit a world heritage site via an easy bus/train combo for an hour or two. I'm going to miss being able to get somewhere without worrying about traffic or parking, and having that somewhere be culturally interesting.
At the end of my stay here, my Mom's coming for a week (well, really a bit more, but I'm trying to worry less), and I'm already stressed about that. I can hear her in the back of my mind, policing my behavior ("you're not going to wear THAT?"), criticizing everything.
You know, if I totally disappeared into some mountains or something, no one would notice for almost a full week. I should probably take my passport, eh?