A surge of emotions.

I don't want to leave.

There. I said it. I don't want to come home. I don't want to return. I want to stay here and do my PhD work here. I love London. If it weren't for my network of friends back in GA, I would be digging my heels in and finding a way to stay here.

In fact, just thinking about leaving makes me SO SAD. More sad than thinking about leaving Atlanta to come here did. I mean, I know that the powers of the internet will let me keep in touch with people here, and that I can always come back.

But it's not the same. It's not the same and I don't want to leave.

But I must, or so it seems now.