Well, I'm back. Back home, with my family of mafia-closeness... and it feels good. Ella (my dog) ate the Christmas nut roast yesterday, which we all found hilarious - I love the atmosphere at this time of year!
I couldn't begin to describe how much fun I've had over the past 3 months and how amazing it has been leaving home - some things easy, some definitely not. I actually can't put into words how I've found it all, so I won't try - I guess some things are never meant to be explained.
Instead, to suffice, here's something else I've found to which I relate rather well (that seems to be how I explain myself best).

'The Road not Taken' by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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I've made a lot of decisions. They've all turned out well, if not always what I expected. x

P.S. Merry Christmas, everyone!
P.P.S. Poor little Fudge, my camera, has well and truly passed on, so there won't be any photos from me for a while!