It’s dissappointing but believable.
To hold hope in your heart and realise your ten years too late for an occurrence that should have dominated your younger years. Not this trip, simpler. More ordinary. A girl.
But I’m also enthused by the queries and smiles Ive found tonight.
Today, I’ve been part of a meeting where I had the opportunity to sit back and view the life and decisions others made through the eyes of a stranger. They not only followed a process that was random, but were so unrelated to the strangeness of their remarks, in the world context that I am about to follow, that I had to, well, snigger.
I’m quite obsessed by a thought that’s unhealthy. While finding Faith I might forget to discover more about love.
Beautiful glints in your eyes, marvelous smiles and fantastic curls in your hair.
I must think more about Pakistan and a single rather than double visa, that would mean an ‘in’ visa while the ‘out’ would be variable by design of the process. I should imagine myself in Kaliningrad because I’ve naively discovered its part of the Russian Federation states and so I doubt Ill be able to travel through it. Visa is single entry for the wrong month…
Why is the MSR hydration bag black when in hot countries where it will be needed this will absorb more heat than it should?
I’m so incredibly ill at ease with a life that’s difficult in all the wrong ways. Now is my opportunity to discover new sides to a life less ordinary.
I’m privileged and must remember my privilege carries a cost of realisation. I must remember that the cost is the reason for the going, the being and the pushing forward to a something new and undiscovered.
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