Well...

What can I say?

It clearly isn't over....

Which kind of sucks.

But then again,

what was I expecting?

It's like it's saying:

Did you really think you were rid of me?

And then laughs,

right in my face,

really loudly.

Here we go again

It's kind of scary,

how comfortable this feeling is,

how familiar it is.

It's been with me all day,

and I've just let it be there.

Without even trying to fight.

Some days,

some days you just have to let it come.

Right?

That doesn't meen it will be like before,

it's just one day.

Please let it be just one day...

I don't want to have to run away...

Photo taken in northern Mexico on the way to the US.

No roots

Somewhere out there's a dream that's not forgotten

But this world is never stopping for me

But I will try and I will keep on trying

I set my goals there's no denying

Never stop fighting

For What I believe

Many people will come and go

Many faces long lost you know

Many fights many makeups

Many kisses, too many breakups

I got no roots they're not set in stone

I got no place that I call home

I'm just a low low lonely soul

I got no roots they're not set in stone

I got no place that I call home

I'm just a low low lonely soul

And the time will come when the day is done

And the fighting's over the race is run

I don't know what I'm looking for

And this life I lead it's a curious thing

But I can't deny the happiness it brings

I don't know what I'm looking for

Many people will come and go-o-o

Many faces long lost you know

I'm just a low low lonely soul

Nothing like a bit of Amy Macdonald to get me through all these articles on EU's foreign policy.

No explanation

You always hear the words,

It will get better.

And you nod your head,

while thinking no, it won't.

You wake up in the morning,

into the cold and the dark.

And you shake your head,

and pull the cover over you.

You go out and see friends,

you laugh and you smile.

See, I told you it'd get better!

You go home, and you shake your head,

while thinking no, it just looks like it's better.

You wake up in the morning,

and you can breathe.

You decide to fight,

you decide that they will be right.

One day, without really knowing how,

or why, or when.

You look out the window,

and you realise that yes,

it did get better.

Living with the books

Exams.

But for once I'm actually really calm about them.

Not sure if that's good or bad,

I guess the results will let me know.

It's weird to think that these are my last January exams,

ever.

Travel geek

I came back from Australia yesterday,

and I had three amazing weeks down under.

And I've accomplished one of my travel geek goals:

To visit all the continents (not counting Antarctica), and to have stamps from all of them in one passport.

I'm a geek, I know.

But I'm keeping this passport for forever.

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I looked into your eyes,

and I realised that you're more important to me than I ever knew.

It's weird, isn't it.

How you don't even know which ones are the important ones,

but at times it hits you.

Which ones are the good ones.

Like when you come into a room,

and when you see their face a smile spreads.

A warm feeling.

It's pretty nice,

I have to say.

How lovely it was

I learned a couple of things this past week,

like how England never feels further away than when you're in Sweden.

And how wonderful it is to sit around a dining table having a conversation with your grandmother, after not knowing if you'd ever see her again.

And how amazing my parents are for always, always, always being there. And how grateful I am that they accepted my tattoo, no questions asked.

Every time I go home, the feeling of wanting to leave shrinks a bit more.