Eating it up.

Time is growing short here in Italy.  I only have about 6 days left, 4 of which are finals, 1 is going to be a recovery day/packing day, and then the sixth one is going to be going to the airport early in the morning.  So, not a lot of time.  Which is good and bad.  I'm really going to miss the people that I've met here, the things and places I've seen, the art, the cobblestone streets and the food.  But I'm going to be happy to be back home with my Keith, my dogs, my friends and fam, the american cheeseburger and mac and cheese, my car, my privacy, my art building and friends.  Everything. So its very bittersweet.