I keep coming back to how much I want to live in another country for a while, and how long that desire has really been with me, lately. I have to admit that it is since i was a really young child. We lived in Europe for six months or so when I was about 2 and as ridiculous as it is I remembered enough of it somewhere in me that I have wanted to go back since I could draw and have conscious conversation with people. I really think I've reached the point that there can be no more excuses, and what ever the means may be I simple have to go. I've just got now to sort out those details enough and who knows? Maybe as soon as next summer or maybe next spring I'll be gone.
Of course there are people that it would be hard to leave, but in my heart and soul I know this is what I need to be truly happy again, to satisfy my Self. I have to trust that those whom I love and who love me as well, will understand be happy for me in return.
Wish me luck in the sorting of things?
Of course there are people that it would be hard to leave, but in my heart and soul I know this is what I need to be truly happy again, to satisfy my Self. I have to trust that those whom I love and who love me as well, will understand be happy for me in return.
Wish me luck in the sorting of things?
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P.S. Your photos from your last journal entry are top of the line cute! No joke
we've done much to destroy our history here, and to cover up the bloody tracks of our founders. sadly, it seems there is no place in the world where you could escape the consequences of how our (US) leaders run what they see as their world.
still, i'd much rather be somewhere else. for any comfortable period of time.
let's go make movies over the water.