I'll be back tomorrow. After class, after another late night, after work, I'll be back. As weird as it's going to feel sitting back at home without the constant noise of talkative, social collegiate kids. And it's still going to be weird because nothing much has changed. I mean, besides me working harder than ever and being more tired, I'm still just as frustrated, just as sarcastic, and maybe I've gotten a bit crazier but I'm still essentially the same. Oh and there's a bit more to love because of all the late night snacking so that my stomach doesn't serve as a distraction. The break should be nice. If I can make it to it.