Okay, it's one week and three days in on my staying in England... And I have to admit it. Today I am feeling homesick.

I miss food.
I miss my friends, who are down to earth.
I miss that I can be a silent/offish person, but people think I'm rude.
I miss my walks with J.
I miss real conversations.
I miss cleaning my appartment.
I miss being in charge of myself.
I miss talking my socks off and walking on the wooden floors.
I miss cutting my grass.
I miss taking Maja for walks in the woods with my camera.
I miss independency.

Sigh.