I can barely describe the feeling of stepping out of the ATL airport and into the humid embrace of a southern twilight. After nine months abroad, I’m home, and while I’ve been wondering if any nostalgia for Europe would hit, so far I’ve just been happy as a lark (or a starling!) to be back home. Even the little things delight me, like all of the different brands of peanut butter available at the grocery store. I look forward to continuing this blog now that I’m settled in a bit, there’s a lot that got left out in the busyness of summer and flying home. Soon!
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