365, Day 74. "Fireflies"

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Day 74. we sat down currently to write an email. An email to my parents. It wasn't important, there wasn't a purpose, it was only to contend hi. When we put my hands to a keys, we became overwhelmed with emotion. we proposed to type, though couldn't. we grabbed a pen, as well as we have no idea why, though it felt right. As we hand wrote, what had proposed as only simply an email to contend 'hi', we couldn't stop a flood. Homesickness is something we frequency experienced. Spending many of my modestly immature adult life traveling, we didn't much have which emotion. Today, we wrote as well as wrote as well as wrote. we couldn't stop observant all a things we had kept bottled up for years. When we accomplished my 3000 words, we realized this was prolonged overdue.

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