im not going to go over and over about how much it sucks to be home because im tired of not letting go and refusing to move on.
every day i make a point to think about that eight week home..too afraid to forget and to love what i came back to. but ive realised that things are just as beautiful, maybe not as green or as fresh...but definately wild and full of adventures. and perhaps i need to embrace what i have, keep memories but let go of the ones that need to fade.
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