..is a long time.

I don’t know when I’ll be coming home.
Most likely it will be for Christmas.

I just endured 6 months before this break.

I’ve only been back in California for 5 hours, but already it’s seeping back in.

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loneliness.

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I already miss home. Very much.
I don’t want to be here.
But I know it’s where I need to be.

I know the joy will come later. I know I will feel, once again, inseparable from this place. I know I will love it here. But right now I don’t. And that’s okay.

Will it really be a year before I get to hug my loved ones again?
God, give me strength. It is unbearable.