Thursday 7:51pm. It's my 5th night away from home, the longest I've been away on my own. I had my 4th/20 days placement today. 9 patients in the whole hospital, most independent. Boring. I've been too tired to study before or after my shifts, I've just been sleeping and working. Tomorrow is Friday, the last day of the week. At 3:30pm I am getting in my car and driving 2 hours home to my boyfriend and my dog and I am so excited but already so anxious about coming back here. I have another 3 weeks left, it's such a long time away from home. I know once I'm at this point next week I'll be at the half way mark and it'll feel better, but I'm still overwhelmed. I miss my boyfriend and his ability to calm me down and make me feel safe, I miss my dog and her personality, I miss my bed, I miss my comfort zone.