So, it's about 24 hours now before I leave my house for the last time until December. It's come round ridiculously quickly, and I feel like there's still so many people I'd love to see or see more of before I go but unfortunately the clock has run out. I'm going to have a lot of postcards to send. For the most part it still doesn't feel like this is really happening to me, it doesn't feel real. I imagine when my folks leave me at the airport and I'm truly on my own and really doing this it will hit like a tonne of bricks. I can't wait to see the world.
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