THE RELUCTANT EXPAT (Coming to terms with coming home)

  I lost my journal for almost two months - misplaced, actually. It’s like an old friend I can confide in. I can sort out my thoughts in written words and somehow things become clearer. When you write, you have to slow your thoughts down in order to wait for the words to catch up …

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