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Home is in grasp now, before it just was some distant thought that you never actually thought would come. Today I booked tickets to Stockholm while eating chocolate. From Stockholm I fly to London the place where this adventure started. I feel ready but not at the same time. I’m not ready to say goodbye to my maddy not one single bit. I’m not ready to say goodbye to living in an odd country with odd people. I’m not ready to start the “real world”. But I am ready to give my mom a hug and see the friends that I have missed so much. I’m ready to not have to go to class every day, I’m ready to eat when I want and what I want. I’m ready to explore the world that I have lived in with these new eyes, see new things in old places. Sleep in a bed without Swedish sleep talking coming from the bunk bed above. Yep home will be nice but so so strange.

Sweden has been a time full of remembering and learning and preparing. Full of fresh air and tree climbing and now mosquito bites the sized of golf balls (I’m not even exaggerating). I won’t take this time back even if I could, even through the challenges that this place has brought.
Tomorrow we get to see moose!