"It seems like we just got here" came the chorus of voices, and I couldn't agree more.
It was full. And rich. And exciting.
And now it is over.
We pass through the stage of mourning. The loss of those wonderful moments of vacating, of leaving behind the everyday in exchange for a lighter version of the everyday in a new and exciting location. The same only different.
Back to three meals. Back to piles of laundry. Back to school and work. Back to life.
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