So I'm back in England. Welcomed by rain and temperatures of an 'amicable' 17 degrees celsius (that's cold, thank you very much), plane delays and the transpennine express. It's nice, being back in a country where I don't have any communication problems (other than people telling me to 'talk louder'), but it still feels like I've left something behind or like my right arm is missing. The 'home from a year abroad' feeling. That odd 'displacement'.
It's kind of like 'post-concert/festival/holiday depression', but so much more intense. It can also be really difficult to deal with - talking to a lot of students that have studied abroad has shown me that - but there are ways that you can lessen the blow from 'crippling emotional turmoil' to 'an easy transition between countries'.