and it was a whole couple of weeks of joy.
while the jet lag fights me now, it was pure bliss.
does that make sense? i don't know. jet lag.
old towns left to stay and more beautiful than they were in the beginning.
rich history that lingers through the people and their stories.
i've said it once, and i'll say it time and again-
i am never so much alive as i am when i travel.
thoughts are made clear, future plans paved,
and i just darn well enjoy myself.
you had better believe i will be sharing all of it soon.
and i would hope that you could enjoy it as much as me,
or maybe just enjoy it enough to ask me more and maybe do it yourself someday.
for i highly recommend it.
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