I am occasionally overcome by the need to do many things before I leave. Like eat out with friends, even though so many aren't even here, or shop for more original clothing to add to my drab wardrobe ( a fact that became appallingly clear to me as I stuffed some things in to my suitcase a few minutes ago), or sit by the breakwater at East Coast Park at night, or read a lot of important books before I leave for college and let on that I am painfully uninformed, or walk around my neighbourhood a lot - but its not as fun to do alone, or have many picnics, or play board games for hours.