Narrative

I’m getting ready to go out. I am going to my service project (which I don’t really want to go, is that bad?)

I’m in the beginning stages of my homesickness. I knew it would kick in about the second week. That’s what happened in Oregon. It will only last a few days. In fact, I’m pretty sure that after my internship starts I won’t have time to feel homesick.

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