I get to go back to the ranch tonight. Taking some of my stuff with me so that I can start unpacking. It's kind of bittersweet I guess. I know my parents think I'm anxious to leave them, but that's not really true. The truth is I miss my family terribly when I'm not at home... but if I don't start breaking away, if I don't get out of here... I'm never going to leave. I'm going to become super attached again and not be able to live without them being there every morning and every night.

Still though, I am happy to be at the ranch. It's not so far away that I can't see my family when I get lonely, and I'm there with my friends. It'll be nice to be responsible for myself again.

Yay to unpacking!