Going Home

Sometimes the best moments are captured in blurs. But I don’t mind. 

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We were eating lunch yesterday and talking about leaving and going home. One of my coworkers said, “Going home is always hard because everything is different. And it’s not them, it’s you.”

I must admit, I feel a bit like a mountain woman emerging from the wild. And as excited as I am about going home, I can’t help but be a bit nervous.

For past pics of the day, click here.