the internal feeling one experiences when they return to the flat corn filled midwest after spending prior weeks or months in the state of Montana breathing real clean air.
i just got back to iowa 9 days ago and i am already experiencing PMD…well shit. boss it looks like i better get on planning another westward trip so i can get my fix
Post-Muktamar Depression. That longing, bittersweet feeling you get after Muktamar ends—when the hype is over, your camera roll is full of friendgroup pics to reminisce, and you’re suddenly back to regular life wishing you could rewind to all the fun, deep talks, and late-night hangouts within those four days.
i've been scrolling through mukt photos recently, PMD's been hitting hard