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Why is it So Hard to Return Home?
My Problem and How I Solved it
After a self designed writing retreat I should be feeling great! I spent my time in a cabin on the northern shores of Maine, where the mountains meet the ocean.
I ask myself . . . I should feel happy and refreshed, right? I spent seven days writing, hiking, napping, and enjoying the splendors of isolation. But it pisses part of me off that I had to leave and return home.
Home is a Good Place
It’s kind of weird I am whining here. I live in a beautiful place. Full of mountains, wild animals, and peaceful settings. What is my problem? The problem is itchy and annoying. A difficult one to solve right away. Even before I even arrived home last night, I could feel the dread slowly creeping up my skin. Mindlessly I scratched at nothing.
This is not a new feeling. In fact, every time I leave home for a weekend or more, I never catch the feeling in time. And the bummer is — it always seems to gain control before I can. The feeling is uncomfortable. And I find myself uncentered and a bit disoriented.
