Okay. Microcampus isn't until the beginning March, but I feel like it's just around the corner. I know it shouldn't be a monster that haunts me in my sleep. Instead, it should be a dark cave with treasures at the very end. I do want to go, I really do. But, leaving my life in Shanghai, leaving my friends, leaving my family, my dog, it's tough. I could literally imagine myself with tears streaming down my face because of hearing the familiar voice on the other side of the phone. Instead of looking ahead, I feel like I need to look at the moment, stay in the moment, live in the moment.