I'm back at my home now. Strange how everything remains so unchanged and familiar... It's as if I've just left this country for a month or so (instead of almost a year). Yet at the same time, I seemed to be a lack a sense of attachment and fondness to my surroundings. It's an awful paradox, remembering things that still stay as they were, yet at the same time you're totally detached from it.
Am I still sane, I wonder...
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