It's hard going back to the relatively dull suburbia after traveling Central Europe. I mean, you can hardly really compare the two vastly different places. I feel so indifferent and uninterested in what's going on around here and I seriously miss the gorgeous sites, the independence, the people, and believe it or not, our decrepit little dorm room. It's like I've seen greatness and now I'm back to...well, Markham.
I'm deep in a funk. Someone get me out.
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