Sometimes, I close my eyes and forget myself of the present and imagine myself in the past. I imagine my home, the very reason for my happiness. 185 more words
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I shared last week, how I had diagnosed my friends and I as suffering from ‘Post Home Visit Blues’.
Once I had realised that I was suffering from it, and having looked up the symptoms, a light bulb went on as to why, I find the start of the term after the summer holidays and Christmas generally so hard. 444 more words
Jackie Nichols, BFR Staff
To almost all pedestrians, the cobblestone streets were most charming in the lamplight of evening. They were reminiscent of grander cities, or of grander times for the once triumphant city of Sarajevo. 968 more words