Home sick

The one thing I’ve noticed about being on the opposite side of the world than your friends and family is that you miss the little things. 

I miss waking up and having people always around. 

I miss seeing my friends whenever I want.

I miss going round to my nanas house for scrambled egg on toast. 

I miss asda and tesco.

I miss shopping in English clothes shops.

I miss Jaffa cakes.

I miss people thinking my accent was normal because it’s their accent too.

I miss my uni friends.

I miss having support with everything I did, no matter what it was. 

I miss Christmas at home.

I miss everyone’s birthdays. 

I miss Manchester. 

I miss the life I once had.

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