The layover in the airport was long and exhausting with not much to do except sit back and prop my feet up. I am anxious, excited and nervous. But exhaustion takes over and consciousness weaves in and out. I dream of whats to come.
I arrive at my destination. I am in awe of what surrounds me. I know I am going to like it here and I begin to think one year is not enough time to do all that I'd like. BLINK. Times up. Time to go home.
There is just one problem, though. My family is back in the states. And I miss them very much.
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