I just came back a few hours ago from the Vancouver International Airport and I felt relieved to finally put my 2 feet on the ground after hours and hours of non-stop flights but right now, I'm missing home again. I feel like I didn't even go for a holiday...
School is in a couple of hours and I wonder how I'm going to pay attention when my head is elsewhere. I ate for 2 or maybe even 3 people when I was there. I was stuffed. And I dread going to the gym tomorrow. I need to go grovery shopping too. The sun goes down so early here now.
Hmm... Reality bites hard, doesn't it?
Good night, today.
Good day, tomorrow.
Keep moving. That's what we do.
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