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Even after a little while, it’s difficult to come home. It’s not because I don’t like it here, but more so, it is difficult to re-adjust, to slow down and not be constantly activated, mentally and physically as the city incites you to be. It’s taken a few days to sliver back into the pace of life here, but a walk in the forest after a hot lunch of tomato soup and wholemeal scones can make you re-think and re-awaken, much like the blast of warm shower after a night-out. There was something in the cold air and gold, late afternoon sun that nourished me in a way that I’ve been craving long before I arrived.

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