Well, I certainly did not mean to frighten anyone with my last blog. My spirit was caught in a barbed wire, but not punctured. I just wanted you all to see the other side of things, the untold story of travel that's forgotten when your destination is reached. Yes, I am homesick, I think we all are, but we aren't crying at night in our bug nets. But, for all the years I lived away from home, this is the first time I've been homesick. Four years in NJ, a study abroad, and never once missed home, but now it's different. I take it as I'm exactly where I'm meant to be, doing exactly what I am meant to be doing, that's why I miss it. And I didn't want to mention this before, and I
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