home again, abroad again.
I miss Cairo already. I miss my gaggle. I miss my boys and their herd of dancing camels. I miss AIESEC in Egypt. I miss the feeling like I know what I am doing.
home, but not.
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Your world is who you meet. It’s the lives you change. It’s the lives that change you. The world is the places you go and the things you find there. It is the things you learn, the secrets you keep, and the memories you share. The world can be changed, it can be stretched, it can be beaten down and raised up, or it can be wrapped around your little finger. It is for you to discover how.
I miss Cairo already. I miss my gaggle. I miss my boys and their herd of dancing camels. I miss AIESEC in Egypt. I miss the feeling like I know what I am doing.
Labels: masr
1 Comments:
it's so hard to leave home for home, or not be at home when at home, isn't it?
enjoy your time here, though, love. Msr is waiting for you anyway :)
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