and out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone

2 weeks more and i'll be on my way home. yes, i need that book-out day feeling, and while being here is nowhere near as painful as being stuck in camp, it's also being away from home in a monumental way. i realise that i will never understand the people i've met here. amidst the hours spent talking, outings to various places, study breaks and parties, i've always been and will always be an outsider. like i have been my entire life.