Wake up from one of the more uncomfortable sleeping situations ever, wander the airport, check my overweight bag, fall asleep sitting up, and board my flight back over the pond. A few surprisingly edible meals interspersed with naps later and I look out the window to see the U.S. A really good flight: American Airlines didn't even lose my bag this time.
        NYC traffic, so my dad's delayed picking me up and it takes a little longer to get back to Wilkes-Barre. I knew I missed my family, but wouldn't have believed you if you'd told me 2 and a half months ago that I'd ever feel this good to come back to Wilkes-Barre. I might even call it slight homesickness:)
        No writing boring journals, no joke of a job, no rent, no laundry: a lot of nothing is the best way to describe my vaction from vacation. Starting now, I'm taking a 3-week break until school starts.

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