I feel as if I’m floating, suspended between a
wistful nostalgia for the magnificence of the past several weeks’ adventure and
the harsh realities of the world I came back to. As the plane landed yesterday, I felt that
familiar sickening drop in my belly - a reminder that happy days are, yet
again, over. Memories can never fill the void, but they’re all I have.
Monday, November 5, 2012
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Please, please, please share your adventures.
Memories will make you visit again. Yes, that feeling when we return home after a vacation...
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