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One month today, I will be in England.

I will be jetlagged but I will be there.

I confirmed today with my friend from Leeds that we could crash at her place for the first week we are there. She's all for it - and sent me a reminder that a big work 'do' will be in the works because everyone is excited to see me.

Excited to see me? I was banking on the fact that most people forgot who I was!

I'm getting a little anxious. I'm not sure who that person was who left their life over a year ago, lived out of a backpack for months at a time and made the committment to do it all over again.

It's like I've kinda lost my confidence. Once you get into your comfort zone again, I think it's easy to slip back into your 'comfort zone' ways. I'm a bit scared to think I can't remember what I missed about Canada because it's all become day to day now.

I hope I have done everything I wanted to in this break back here.

But listen to me, there is still time left! I mean, I have a whole month...

Considering how quickly the last 3 have flown by, I can say I better not blink

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On another note, we are getting close to putting another issue of Mosaic Minds to bed.

We have even MORE content this month - I think I'm more excited than I was for the launch!

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Another shout out to the Ryze Network. I think I will meet some interesting people here. Plus, I like communities that have the two tiered system - non-payment and payment. Two levels of access. Once I start making some real money, I can see myself paying for the extras they offer but I appreciate a company that doesn't seem to be out for milking all poor self business people's money out of them.

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