These are my last few days in Kandy, and in Sri Lanka.
Tonight I have my farewell dinner with family, then tomorrow I must pack and leave at 6pm. I am going to miss everyone horribly, yet I am excited to go home.
It is really impossible to describe my emotions right now, but I am guessing that they would look like that type of painting where you throw darts at paint filled balloons that are stuck to a canvas....yeah. That might work.
Why must I leave home in order to go home?
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