Thanksgiving will be the first time home in seven months. The trip is long overdue.
To move to another country is to open you to a new perspective. Sometimes this openness arrives like a blooming flower. Other times, it is like a fireman axing through a building inferno.
A break will be nice.
The plane ride does not seem so long right now. There are many people to see and large parts of life to continue. This trip deserves the want it commanded for the last month.
Though the Paris experience dilutes the desire for permanent Illinois residence, its efforts on the wish to return only enhance the sentiment. It is hard to not feel longing.
Paris is a great city, but missing some important things.
To return to them is happy.
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