I’m flying home for Christmas

My suitcase lies in the corner of my room. It looks so small and insignificant. Just a suitcase packed with a few summer clothes and Christmas presents. Eight months ago the same suitcase looked very different. The first time I saw the suitcase in my room I thought it was humongous and imposing. My whole…

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Mourning England before I have even left…

The past few days have been an emotional roller-coaster. I have left my job,  packed up and moved out of a flat that I loved so much in an amazing city and I’ve moved back in to a box room at my parents house. (Only for 10 days until departure day) I never realised just…

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