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I'm sure I will publish soon. I wrote a post that brought tears to my eyes (the happy kind) a bit earlier today. I may edit it and post it or write something else to satisfy your ever-interested minds. I am incredibly tired and I need to just take some time and knock the fuck out. I also need to buy a new toothbrush tomorrow (weird, because I totally packed mine). 

I'm taking lots of low-quality iPod pictures with instagram filters and I'm somehow going to have a ridiculously fun collection of photographs. I will greet and acknowledge the world here tomorrow. For now, I'm just savoring the fact that everything smells like home. I love it. I've missed home. I've missed every crack and sigh of this hot roof and sleeping half naked just to avoid the incredible humidity throughout the night. I've missed hot hot coffee and cold showers and getting burnt brown in the ruthless sun.

I miss my boyfriend though. I will miss kissing him and touching his face and being my complete self around him. I know this vacation is short, and I desperately want to see my family, but I can't help but wish to return to his arms and feels his lips on mine and delve my fingers into his hair and listen to his chest sighing as he sleeps. 

Try not to ache. It's only for a little while.