A week ago I returned from my first GCLS convention with mixed feelings. Happy to be back in my own house with my cats yet sad that the trip was over. Thrilled that I made new friends but wishing I could have met more people. Exhausted in just about every way although dreading the return to normal life.
I approached GCLS with similar mixed feelings. I called my friend Alexis around nine PM the night before I left despite a four AM alarm, begging her to talk me off the ledge.
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