I am finally going home tomorrow.
Some guy tried to sell me a crappy phone on the train.
He wanted $20. He's lucky if it's worth $2.
I am still sick, and I have lots of coldsores.
It's a visible sign of my stress.
I have one more essay to write.
I like the topic, but this isn't the kind of study I want to be doing right now.
Tonight I pack up everything into my car.
Tomorrow I leave.
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