The Prodigal Daughter Returns

Nov 17, 2010 21:02

Two months and change of radio silence: and finally, I am back home.

It's been a long time, and yet relatively short...and now, it feels like it never happened. But the fact remains I went from NYC to Dublin, travelled throughout Europe, returned to Dublin, and then to NYC, perfect bookends. Or more like book covers; riding the E back to JFK felt like reading the last sentences of a book, and when I stepped onto the plane, the story was over.

This'll all take awhile to sink in, I think. I'll have to get used to not being able to walk around the city and having sights to see and wonderful new foods and experiences to try.

On the other hand, I have no money! So, let the new job search begin.

(Guess where I'm not going back to?)

On the genetically mutated third hand, I'm going back to school in January. That will have to get integrated as well.

*shakes head* Life, once again.

travelling, europe

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