I forgot my dream.
I had a project for JLab II due Friday. I mean I did it and all, but I fucking miss France... I miss traveling. I just started to understand what it is I like about seeing the world. I don't like to be a tourist, I like to blend in. If I could go back on all the vacations I've ever had with the knowledge I have now I think I'd look back on them a little bit more fondly. [Not to say that I have awful memories of travel as a child...]
What if I never get to travel ever again. That's the reason I agreed to this Hawaii trip. [Now don't get me wrong they didn't have to twist my arm or anything like that, but 2 weeks out of my last summer home made me a little resistant.] I may never have the chance again to see the world the way I want to.