Back home. Back to my sweet, sweet home.
It feels strange and comfortable at the same time.
I put so much behind me when I left two weeks ago, and I have come back to this exact same place- or is it the exact same place? Everything has changed. At the same time, nothing has changed. There is so much to process through. So many mixed feelings, emotions, and thoughts. So many things to do and to take care of.
I've met a new version of myself in India, and I don't want to lose my sight of her again. And I don't want to leave India behind me either, just because the trip is over. Even though it was only twelve days I was physically a part of India, I won't let that be the end of my journey. I want to live in India a little everyday.
Aw, I have a letter waiting for me in my inbox. The one I've been hoping for.
I guess I am home.
