No, my lovely readers...not like in Natalie Imbruglia's song. Although just hearing it, it brings back memories.
Sometimes I wish I could divide myself and let myself do and be and go places...all at once, and all together, so I won't be bored, and would literally be on a fun adventure. But we all know, this is not going to happen. Ever.
Yes, I'm back from a mini vacay (sorry no pictures - I know I suck! Thank you!), and yes, I should not think about another trip but I am. No one can stop me. Well, my budget might but really, no one can. Granted, I'm thinking about another trip and it somehow makes me sad just knowing that when I hit that "book" button I won't be able to visit my friend once her baby's here. Remember my post about my friend getting married on April Fool's Day?! Yes, her little one's due any day now, and I'm excited. Officially her due date is on my birthday so technically I don't want to share my birthday with the little one, but it would be fun. And it's in three weeks from today which eeeeeeekkkk just makes me realize I'm gonna be a year older...well, a day but who's counting? I already see wrinkles on me. Lots and lots of them. I blame the sun, sunscreen or not, I blame the sun. And my mom's genes, and maybe some other genes I am not familiar with because I only know one side of the family! But I digress...
...today I am torn. Not just today but for most of the time I am torn between a few places I call home. Now, you may see home as the town you grew up in, or where you were born, or where you spend most years in...or just where you are in right now. I call home the place that has and is just everything I mentioned but at the same time gives me a sense of tranquility, passion, freedom, love, and something else I cannot put into words. It captures me every time I enter those places, and it leaves a hole when I am away for too long. Not noticeable at first, but after a while that hole really gets to me and bugs me. And then I am torn. And then I wish I could close my eyes and open them again and see myself surrounded by familiar scents, voices, and colors...being torn can be a fantastic feeling but can at the same be the worst possible scenario. If you never felt this way - be happy!!! I'm definitely sending you a hug. If you know the feeling, you get a hug from me, too. Of course!
Home to me is...
and of course
and
and
Nothing to complain about. I know.
Just saying... wish I could be in all these place right this second...hmmmm....does anyone have a super power I can borrow for a while?! Let me know.
Off I go explore some fun sites to look for affordable flights...wish me luck!
xoxo,
♥ S ♥
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