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I'm feeling pretty average at the moment, Every now and then I think what the hell am I doing here? I'm not doing anything I couldn't be doing at home, and I'm wasting time, I tell myself I'm saving for a big trip home, but I'm not saving anything. I'm just, fucked. I feel like I should be starting real life again, and not the shit real life that I was doing before I left, but that plan I had, of going back to uni and doing something real. Something important. I had a nice unexpected message in some correspondence recently, and it made me think. I actually want to come home.