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I finally feel at home. I had dinner at a friends house a few blocks up the street and just walked home through ‘my town’. It’s awesome. I’m beginning to feel like who I’m supposed to be. Just now, sitting here on my front steps, some guys speaking a different language come to my house looking for someone. I help them with the right door bell and they speak away in their own language (After offering a thank you of course). It’s amazing, I love I here. I love the atmosphere. I love the culture. I love the locals (who hopefully I will soon make myself a one of). I love the smell. I love the noise. I love it.
Let’s keep this feeling going….
love
