It's September!!!!!! Before you/we/I know it, it'll be the end of 2016.

As much as I hate to countdown (because time just seems magically disappear when you do that), I am consciously aware of how little time I have here and honestly that makes me sad. I left more than a month ago and although I miss home, I can't deny that this entire experience (albeit just the beginning) truly feels G R E A T.

And right now the wanderlust is real: after settling comfortably at home, I want to get out, head to the airport and go somewhere. Anywhere.

Is this feeling normal?