The time away has helped me solidify what I want to do but then I'm afraid that I'm going to get a year into a new major and realize I have no idea what I want to do. Never knowing what I want to do has been one of the major curses of my life.  
  
I feel like at this point I have to go back because I don't want to be stuck in this shitty town working for eight bucks an hour until I burn out and kill myself.  
  
As for drinking, it's a sickness. Some people can put it down, some can't. I'm just glad I haven't gotten to that point.