40 days

40 days left to the move. At 16 I left home for two years in a Canadian college. Walking the streets of my hometown in Israel I was counting minutes till the flight. Now it's different. Now it is about leaving my love. Its about leaving a ring of friends who are family. Heck I don't even know what I'll be doing when back home.
The move to Gotham looms ahead. Got to start packing.

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