Far far away, I'll love you in the foreign lands.
Sometimes I really want to travel. Well, a lot of the times I really want to travel. Especially when seeing pictures of places far away, places I had never been, fog-crusted hills in Latin America, palm trees and empty beaches... Would it really be that hard to buy a one-way ticket, make an approximate plan of where to go and what to do, learn some Spanish and some skill one could make a bit of money with here and there? I mean, there's so much more SO MUCH MORE than this to life. There has to be.
Just saw some photos from Venezuela and Columbia from one of my friends who is half Venezuelan, half German. And some photos from another friend who went... I don't know where, Mexico perhaps?
In other news, I had a fun FUN time talking to M on Skype just now; it's so liberating to be silly and forget all the crap that comes with trying to be an adult, and so beautiful to just revel in my love for her without paying too much attention to the fact that there's those 450 or something kilometers of separation.
I suppose I should go to sleep now?
Have a picture of El Tirano, one of the places my friend had visited over Christmas.
Just saw some photos from Venezuela and Columbia from one of my friends who is half Venezuelan, half German. And some photos from another friend who went... I don't know where, Mexico perhaps?
In other news, I had a fun FUN time talking to M on Skype just now; it's so liberating to be silly and forget all the crap that comes with trying to be an adult, and so beautiful to just revel in my love for her without paying too much attention to the fact that there's those 450 or something kilometers of separation.
I suppose I should go to sleep now?
Have a picture of El Tirano, one of the places my friend had visited over Christmas.
