There are definitely times that I wish I didn't have the travel urge. When I wish I decided to go to UVIC, find a good job on the west coast and be close to my family. Obviously this pang comes up everytime I fly back to my current residence. I haven't lived in Vancouver for a steady period for over 7 and a bit years and yet I always consider it home and yearn for the sea mountain combo, the security of family and long time friends and the feeling that the one missing piece in London will always be there.
But at the end of the day, I wouldn't be me if I didn't want to see everything that I possibly could. It's one of the attributes that I love about myself, and my personality would have never developed without it. Plus I make my brother jealous!
I'm just a bit sad today thinking of all the things I'll miss being overseas.
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