Bitter Sweet Five Days

I have a week left in the city of my youth.  I am returning to my emotional home.  While I do not have a modicum of doubt that I changing geographical designations is the right one..I am getting pinched with bitter sweetness when I am participating in aspects of my perfunctory life..

I will leave a restaurant that I know will be a memory in five days and start to weep..It can not be
anxiety because I am packing towards my desired future