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I was also considering naming this post, an incredibly made-up adjective, "Reverse-Culture-Shocking".

Coming back to New York/ New Jersey felt like seeing ghosts. A bunch of ghostly people in a ghost town. It didn't feel dead, more like back from the dead.

The signs looked fake, the money felt worthless, the food tasted so familiar it was almost tasteless.

It felt so neutral, it was foreign.

My friends had the same beautiful smile but slightly older, yet our conversations were as if no time has passed. My house had the same smell but was colder, yet my bed was still formed to my body.

Coming home felt like visiting another life I had paused, only to leave and play my other.

"New Jersey Feels: No longer like home"


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