Everything must come and go, and now I guess it's my turn to go. I don't think I've fully grasped that my life in Oxford will be over in just a span of days. It does keep me up nights though, between 4 am and 6 am, the panic sets in. I just think about it; I turn it over and over again and again in my mind. I'm leaving friends, two jobs, a comfortable home, an almost flawless boyfriend...to move in with my parents and adolescent sister? Yep, I am doing this.