I missed these last October, because I was teaching English in South Eastern China. I took a friend to a place I know. You can go back to the past, but it's never going to be the same, for neither chanterelles nor for the life that you sorely want to keep. Still, if you can trust yourself, and look in a new place, there is a different type of joy. You just have to commit to the uncertainty and try again.
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