And now I’m 7000 kilometers away, laying in bed and all I can think about is you. Maybe one day I’ll find a way to get to you. But for now I’ll keep wishing and waiting for the right time my dearest…fingers are always crossed for you.
On a second note
The more I go abroad the more I realize how disconnected I am with anything and everything American.
And quite frankly, I’m tired of being ripped off, having my rights being revoked and living in a society where I no longer feel safe (in many ways). I feel at home, happy and myself whenever I’m away, and that is sad to realize. I’ve been a dual citizen my entire life and have appreciated the many opportunities and experiences I’ve had living in the states, however I identify more with my foreign counterpart, and really always have. So thank goodness I finish up uni soon because I’m too much of an Oz to start my career and foundations for the rest of my life in a place where I feel like an alien. It has been something I’ve always thought about and this trip made it crystal clear. I’ll be leaving such amazingly kind, beautiful individuals who have helped me tenfold in growing into the person I am today, and I will be forever grateful to have met them (you know who you are) but I must follow my heart, dreams, and intuition. -as everyone should in order to live a full, satisfying, happy life.
But until this change happens I’m going to appreciate everything back in Monterey-people/school and live every day to the max-like always!
And for my American friends/followers: everything tastes better/fresher/healthier here
Gas is expensive as FUCK
Fashion is amazing
So much history
Annnnnd not so fun:
The jet lagg
The upset tummy
The constant nausea
But the last two were already in action before leaving so yeaa idk