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I'm home from Nova Scotia, and if you noticed I didn't write for the rest of my trip, but in fact I did, and I have rough notes all written up for what I'll write, but I haven't had the time to write about it in detail. I will go back and flesh it out and post it, so it won't be current, or whatever, but it's my story and I can tell it however I want.

I just wanted to post about how I've felt the last day, since I got home.

I feel very sad. I feel very out of it... uncomfortable and disoriented. My home doesn't feel like my own home, and nothing feels right, except Bekki. I know that she is feeling similar, and it's been tough to adjust to being back here. It's just that London makes me feel so shitty... I feel headachey and my sinuses are painful and it's so humid and it just sucks to be back here.

It's been a tough day, and I can't stop thinking about how I don't want to live here anymore, and that may be a knee-jerk reaction to having come home, and I know that my brain will even out, will normalize, and things will return back to normal and I won't be as upset, but I think it's a real feeling... it was so nice to live in a quiet, peaceful and undisturbed area for a week... I think it's something I'd really enjoy... something to aim for in life.

While not making progress on the entries about my trip, this was something I needed to write down, as it's all I could think about today.

As always, Bekki has been amazing, and we've been helping each other through the transition of returning home to jobs we don't enjoy or feel appreciated at. Living in a place where we're not comfortable or enjoying, and when we try to relax we can just hear a loud TV and the sound of children. Ugh...

Like I said, I'll continue trying to write out stuff about the trip and post it when I can.

I work tomorrow from 11:30 to 7:30pm, and it should be an okay shift, but I have to take the bus to work, so that's kinda lame, but ah well... such is life.

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