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And, after a million hours on a plane and a million and one hours awake, I'm back.
Being back is pretty much the hardest thing I've ever done in my life.
Everything here aches and even though it all feels familiar and fits like slippers, I hate it all.
I'm tired of things being this.
I don't even know what this is. Easy, maybe. Familiar. But more than that. Stagnant and assuming, I think. Those are the bits that bother me.
I'm back for a few people and a few experiences. Then I'm off.
Anyone have any suggestions?
Being back is pretty much the hardest thing I've ever done in my life.
Everything here aches and even though it all feels familiar and fits like slippers, I hate it all.
I'm tired of things being this.
I don't even know what this is. Easy, maybe. Familiar. But more than that. Stagnant and assuming, I think. Those are the bits that bother me.
I'm back for a few people and a few experiences. Then I'm off.
Anyone have any suggestions?