Today when I was sitting in the Gym looking around I got thinking. I don't think I'm ready to leave Ellesmere yet. I don't even know how to exlain it. Something just doesn't feel right. It's probably just nerves. I know I'm doing the right thing for the right reasons. Three different people have told me that. Two of which I trust whole-heartedly.

But that didn't stop the tears last night. It's been so long since I cried myself to sleep. And crying over something like that makes it even more pathetic.