Packing?

I have no desire to pack.
Which is probably why I avoided it all day.
And then when I had the chance, my best friend and I took pictures on her Mac instead.
I love being home.
I love being at school.
I despise the transitional periods.
I cringe at the packing, traveling, and unpacking.
I cringe at the change.
I love where I am, as long as I am there.
I like to be 100% where I am at all times.
Yet... when I have to pack like this I feel 50/50.
I feel like I'm split in half.
Not in either place, but awkwardly stuck between the two.
It's not just when I go back to school, it's usually when going/coming back from anywhere.
I have always been like this, and there is a chance that I may always be like this.
But I hope not, I hope I can learn to enjoy the thrill of the changing moments.
The moments when the air is uncertain, when things change.
But now... I am not sure that I like the change.
I know I dislike the feelings that come with change.
Like the goodbyes, the "last times for now", and the scenery alterations.
I dislike the skype instead of the real deal with my BFF sister.
I dislike the look in my brothers eyes when we part, and that I didn't finish Narnia with him...
I dislike not seeing my dog every day.
I dislike that I didn't see my brother more...
I dislike... missing him while he's still downstairs because I know I'm leaving.
I dislike the distant feeling, while the friends are still close.

I dislike the in between moments...
And these are the in between days.
I dislike them as well.