Final Days in Belfast

It's all so bittersweet. I can't believe I leave tomorrow, granted the time can't go by fast enough, I still can't believe that three months are gone. I went on the Belfast wheel yesterday and saw the city, it was so strange to not know if I'll even come back, I mean I lived here and I learned so much and to not know if I'll ever see the murals or walk down Falls Road again is just strange for me to think about.
I'm avoiding packing right now, and I can't think of anything but leaving but at the same time I'm so anxious and nervous to leave. I know I have changed, wheter for better or worse has yet to be seen (Heather said better), It's almost like I've been looking forward to this for so long that now that it's here I can't possibly believe it.