So, yesterday I bought a plane ticket to Houston for the holidays. I was trying to mentally prepare myself for the fact that I wasn’t going to see my parents for Christmas or New Year’s, and I just couldn’t fathom being away from home (America!!!) for that long. I seriously cannot put into words what the United States means to me. I’ve come to realize that I don’t think I could ever again live in a country that is not my birthplace. Perhaps that is narrow-minded of me, but it is such a strong feeling that I don’t really care what anyone else thinks. I am in no way denigrating other places in the world -- Spain, for instance, is quite nice, but it’s just not my native land. Alas, the countdown begins for my much anticipated return :D
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