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So coming back from vacation sucks. For the past few days at least, I was able to live in a sort of fantasy world, where there were no problems, and where I could be myself without being judged...returning to my life in the real world is one of the hardest things to do. You always have that kind of "grass is greener on the other side" thought in your mind, and honestly, I was somewhat excited to get back because I missed everyone. But then I do get back, and I'm faced with all of the problems in my life that I had just hoped would melt away in my absence. I just want to be back...back on the sand with the breeze blowing my hair and the waves rolling in and out...it's my favorite place in the world. I just hope that I can dig up the strength to face the rest of this week. I just need to put a smile on my face and get through it somehow, because time waits for no one...