Unforgettable...That's what you are

20 days. It seems like a long time. Especially when you compare it to 7 days. But really, 20 days isn't that long. In 20 days I'll be returning my other world. The world of homework and late nights, Cosmo days and DS, dorm rooms and cat fights, walking everywhere and grocery shopping. And I couldn't be more excited. But there's this other voice. A voice that tells me that now everything is going to be really different. Once I leave you'll all forget about me. You'll be on my mind. You always have been. I'm afraid of being forgotten. Is that a valid fear, or will I get to be Auntie Kyssa to your kids? I'll be the one who always has gum. Will I get to hear about all the things that are going on in your life, or will I just hear from you once every 3 months just to hear you say that you're alive and things are just ok?

But I'm so excited. I'm lucky. I get to lead a double life. A life here at home and another life at my other home. When I'm tired of one life, I get to escape to another. And both are exciting and fun and I always look forward to being in my other world again.

Or maybe it's just another way of running. Of letting go. Of escaping my problems. I do that a lot...