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I am back in the US. I have been back for two weeks and it's still surreal. Sometimes the past three months seem like a dream.

"Really? Did all of that really happen?"

It's all a blur. I really need to document all of it in this blog before I forget every little detail. I don't want to forget everything. Sometimes I get moments where I really miss Norwich, UEA, Orwell Close. I think this is what they call "reverse homesickness."

Good way of clinging onto the UK: trashy pop music.