i always worried that when i was older i would use traveling as a means of escape from problems.
and when i had begun to tell myself that i was over that stage, that i could stand up and face everything, and be strong, here i see this golden oppurtunity in front of me, a plane ticket and a passport and a different side of the world.
im trying to resist, to not use travel as a means of escape, but somethings snapping, and i think i might be happy to leave everything for a while.
ill miss my good friends, and i hope everything gets worked out while im gone.
i love you. and ill miss you.
Traum von mir...
-carol
and i realy liked that entry. I love how you write.
lilsweets
lyl~cole