Nearly 8 months to the day after leaving the US, I touched down early yesterday morning in Washington DC. It's been an indescribable adventure full of incredible experiences, a few challenges and truly wonderful people.
Surprisingly, I didn't find this last week to be too emotional. There was a logical order to packing, printing tickets, gathering final mementos, saying goodbyes. It was time to go; the steps felt almost rote. I suspect the weight of what I've learned and what I still don't know will make itself felt in the next few weeks. I believe how I've changed will be highlighted by this familiar environment. Or not. This process is new to me.
What I do know is that looking out the window of a jumbo jet at a pastoral view of the Eastern seaboard, glowing as the light of a full moon exchanged places with the first fuchsia rays of sunrise, I was glad to be home.
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