Readjustment

It’s been a week since I’ve been back. I intended to write earlier, I really did. But I suppose it took me longer than I expected to process everything. That, and there is just so much to do when you come home after seven months. I’ve moved back in and unpacked, which is a production…

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I’m Coming Home

After seven months of living abroad, it’s time for me to go home. So cheers. Cheers to walking 250 miles across the north of Spain. To sleeping under the stars in the Sahara desert. To watching Les Miserables live in London. To hugging my best friend under the Eiffel Tower. To wandering the Grand Bazaar…

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