Sitting in a room filled with aspiring nurses, printing out my ticket back to London. I am leaving in four hours. I do not know what awaits me when I return.
I am leaving, moving out, of London the fourteenth of May. It is so surrealistic. I can't believe that the two semesters have flown by so quickly. There is so much left undone, so many people I want to bring home with me.
I am leaving, moving out, of London the fourteenth of May. It is so surrealistic. I can't believe that the two semesters have flown by so quickly. There is so much left undone, so many people I want to bring home with me.
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