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Home again. It feels strange to be back. It hasn’t even been a full day, and yet I already feel in a strange, sad way that I never really left at all. I guess only time will be able to tell what will endure and what will be left behind, but even still, it’s kinda disheartening how quickly you just get used to things. Maybe the optimistic way to look at it would be to remember the inverse as well: that things can get better just as quickly and materially, too. Well, I sure hope so.

Took a break today from working on the master document to focus on grad school stuff. As long as I remain optimistic and clear-headed throughout the process, I believe that it is possible to achieve the things that I previously thought unlikely, if not outright impossible. I have to take it slow and steady though instead of rushing into conclusions.