sam's town
Home from three weeks in the US. Trip was amazing and potentially life-changing.
I was home. San Francisco was gorgeous and New York was mindblowing. Now I keep humming Vanessa Carlton and longing for a walk in the Village. So much love.
In Australia, I am alone. I have me. I have Filippo, yes, but he moved to the other side of the country. America, on the other hand, is home to my best friend and my family. It was such a relief to let myself go and not have to worry about what to eat, where to go, what to do -- all the little everyday decisions you have to make when you are alone. It was nice to chill out, be myself and not have to put on a brave face. It was great to have a ready-made social life that didn't require detailed planning. I didn't realize how much I missed being with people who have known me forever and love me dearly, unconditionally. I would go crazy if I lived with this all the time, but it was nice to have people worry about me. Happiness is coming home to my favorite food in the fridge and a chewy macadamia brownie waiting for me on the counter.
But as always, travel yielded new discoveries. I miss dating, I discovered. I miss getting to know someone. I miss kilig and overanalyzing the universe. It is such a gift to find someone on the same wavelength. Married women are not immune to cute boys who tick all the boxes. Where were you all those years when I dated losers? I wish I could shake my college-age self and say, ineng, you can do better than that!
Travel is the best.
I was home. San Francisco was gorgeous and New York was mindblowing. Now I keep humming Vanessa Carlton and longing for a walk in the Village. So much love.
In Australia, I am alone. I have me. I have Filippo, yes, but he moved to the other side of the country. America, on the other hand, is home to my best friend and my family. It was such a relief to let myself go and not have to worry about what to eat, where to go, what to do -- all the little everyday decisions you have to make when you are alone. It was nice to chill out, be myself and not have to put on a brave face. It was great to have a ready-made social life that didn't require detailed planning. I didn't realize how much I missed being with people who have known me forever and love me dearly, unconditionally. I would go crazy if I lived with this all the time, but it was nice to have people worry about me. Happiness is coming home to my favorite food in the fridge and a chewy macadamia brownie waiting for me on the counter.
But as always, travel yielded new discoveries. I miss dating, I discovered. I miss getting to know someone. I miss kilig and overanalyzing the universe. It is such a gift to find someone on the same wavelength. Married women are not immune to cute boys who tick all the boxes. Where were you all those years when I dated losers? I wish I could shake my college-age self and say, ineng, you can do better than that!
Travel is the best.