excited to leave but then
happy to come back.

It was so fun to leave school, especially after the death of finals, and go home. And it was so exciting to be home, to see my family and bond with them, to catch up with friends. But it was also so exciting to be coming back to this little room that I’ve become so attached to. That’s why I love travel… going somewhere new, somewhere familiar, or home, it’s always exciting. Even this strange trip between the two places I live…. being on planes just makes me happy.
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