It's my last night here where I work. In less than 24 hours I'll be home, or at least what was home before I left it. Living a life where you're here half of the time and there the other half is impossible. It's the life I've been living for the past year, and the life I'll be living for the year to come. I don't know how to deal with it. I want everything in the same place but I feel as if I'm being pulled apart at the seams.
