Today, I went into my room after a tiny road trip with some friends (a great and fun time, FWIW.) I looked in my room, saw containers full of bedding stuff and clothes. I had these bins in my room for a couple of weeks now, but today, it really hit me. I have 5 days left in the place that I have lived for 10 years, 18 years in the area. I am saying goodbye to some close friends. I missed 2 opportunities to see really close friends off. I know, with my current schedule, that there will be multiple people that I have gotten close to that I will not see in the next 5 days. My first scheduled time back is Christmas at this point. If you asked me last week, I would have told you I am ready and stoked to go to college. Now, it just kind of makes me depressed. I still feel like a kid.
Saying goodbye is the toughest part. You see people and you say "see you later." For some people, you never know when that later is going to be.