I don't think I can come back next year. I have thought about it, a lot, which is sort of ridiculous because I spent hours and hours of everyday feeling homesick. I think I want to come back because I want to be the type of person who lives abroad for a long time, who isn't stuck in the same place. I have commitment phobia with St. Paul. I just like it too much, I might never leave. Next year though, I think I need to be at home.