It's always difficult when you're someplace new. New sights, new sounds. You're broken from your routine. Mostly, I'm missing my friends. The people I see after work has ended and all the children have made their way to the buses.
My first priority was to invite some friends over for tea.
We spoke of music and movies and life.
We shared laughs.
Occasionally, we argued.
We read aloud our favorite books.
Talked politics--health care and Rebel secession.
It was clear a friendship had developed--often, it is only in front of the people we are close to can we cry.
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