Just now read through everything we wrote on the trip. it would have been nicer to have a day to day journal rather than every couple days but wow im realy glad we had that. no one may even be reading this, heck its been 4 months since weve been back, and yet the trip still lingers heavily on my mind. i still get sad realizing that im already back. its a feeling in the pit of my stomach that almost makes me feel like im going to lose my breath. i think about being on the plane going over there, various places we went highlights from my favorites and even the down times. sometimes it isnt real but then i look back on it and realize it is. and its not unattainable. a lot of people ask me why i want to move to london, like its stupid, or like its a bad thing. and yet it calls to me, its where i want to be, and every time i turn around and think about it, even with everything i beleive, being in the truth and my hope for the future, it is still where i want to be. never have i felt something that strong before....
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