I have to get a plane ticket to go home sometime in April. The weird thing is that I can't seem to be able to figure out when I want to go... I always find something to do around here that prevents me from picking one date or another.
I do want to go there, but I've grown used to my life in Toulouse. I've got friends here, I've got things to do... of course back home I've got my family and I do miss them alot, but it still feels weird to leave this place even if it's just for a week or so...
I don't know if it is normal, but I do think that at least it means that I enjoy being here, and that is a good thing...
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