Are you ready to go back?
No. I'm far from it.
I'm petrified.
A part of me is affraid of being flung 5 years into the past, into the middle of all the memories. I am particularly affraid of the ones that are most breathtakingly beautiful and most excruciatingly painful at the same time.
A part of me is hoping that by going, I might finally be able to put certain things behind me and move on with my life. A part of me is terrified at the possibility of the opposite happening.
A part of me is worried by the technical aspects of the trip (booking tickets, arranging the stay, food, etc.), since I won't be travelling alone and thus can't just do whatever the hell I please and will be responsible for another person and haven't really been abroad since I started med school.
And another part of me is simply out of its mind happy at the prospect of seeing my friends again.
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