03.02.2011
So as I sit in the airport, having arrived and checked in more than two hours before the flight and lugging around a massive hold-all I intended to check through, I contemplate the wisdom of going home for a week. Having had time to rest and see all those people my spontaneous decision to leave never gave me the chance to say goodbye to, I feel all in all much better. Despite that lazy, comfortable, unadventurous part of myself that nidges at me to stay at home longer, in hindsight I still believe coming home was the right thing for me to do. As someone who is clearly and undeniably a family person, being away for 9 months is just too long.
