Nay, not trip. Adventure. Journey. Epic story.
11 months of pure chaos. (I honestly have no other word to describe it.)
I miss those days, moments, friends, places...everything.
As I sit here, pondering where I have been and where I should go next, I can't help but get excited, anxious, overwhelmed, completely thrilled. I am on the edge of my seat even thinking about the new places I will go. And go I shall.
But oh how I miss Sweden! The IMCS (international media and communication studies) program, nations, fika, swedish holidays, gasques and culture. Traveling, learning, sharing, being. I miss it all so much it hurts. Someone once told me you can't be whole if you don't experience the pain with the happiness, but those bittersweet feelings are the worse. When you don't know if you should cry or laugh, scream or smile. If I had it all over to do again, I would. The good, bad and ugly.
So what do I do now? Where do I go now? What is my next step?
Those are the questions I am tossing around in my head on this one year anniversary of my return. Cross your fingers that an answer comes quickly.
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