Sunday was our day of departure, and I lay in bed after waking up, fighting a sense of post-euphoric depression. The sunlight and the promise of coffee pulled me up, and Kyle and I sat in Valya's backyard, reading and soaking up the Spring. They have the most beautiful fairy tree in their backyard, complete with old man, whistling through the bark
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