Leaving for the airport on less than 20 minutes. There's not much anticipation about going home this time, a rather nonchalent feeling. I've done this before... it can't be as bad as the last time I went home for winter break. *Especially* the last time.

There will be no wrongs to right this time. No tears to shed. No promises to make. No hopes to be shattered.

Just me, two weeks, and 5 unfinished courseworks.

Don't want to have to think of Emperor's Gate - all lonely and quiet. It's not used to this kind of silence! But it will just have to go into hibernation and spring back anew in the spring term (literally)