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I have friends around the world.
I have a family who can support me.
I have food to eat, shelter, access to a car and other typical first world amenities.

And yet I cannot help feeling sorry for myself.
Because in this time and moment I feel so lost.
I feel empty of life, of zest.
And I don’t know how to fill it up between now and when I depart again.
And that is the worst feeling of all.

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