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The Eagles Have Landed

I've done it! I am here. It feels so good to be back.

I had such a wonderful, fantastic, exciting, amazing, spectacular, uplifting, inspiring and all around great time when I was home for three months.

I managed to reconnect with a lot of friends, take stock of what and who was important and also set up amazing network opportunities work wise.

If I had never been home, I would never have gotten involved in Mosaic Minds. What a great bunch of ladies to work with. Always inspiring and helpful - thanks for understanding my move issues ladies!!

I must say, though, it was time to go. Time to come across the pond to try it out again for a little while.

I'm sure when I get my flat in Belfast and a job that I'm happy with, I'll start missing everyone all over again.

But for now, my itchy feet need some lotion.

Leeds is exactly the way I left it. I suppose it has only been three months but I expected SOMETHING to change. Besides the fact that the train station now has bus stops outside of it, everything pretty much feels the same.

It's like I never left.

To top it off, I am working back at my old place for a couple of days. I can't believe it. Same stuff. All the same stuff. I never realized how much office things hang on.

It feels good to be back.

Not sure when I'll write again but so far, positive return experience.


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