Dear future me,
The adventures in England are over.
|The Shard - I drive past here on the bus on my way to and from work.|
Don't worry, I'm not sad about it. Good things end so that new things can begin and I'm okay with that. Cos I love new things, and the new things we've got planned are uber good.
We are going home in June after a wee road trip in Europe and a stop over in Singapore. A little farewell to our travelling ways. I don't know if you ever let travelling out of your heart once it's been in, but I suppose you must move past it.
|Out the window, heading to Ireland.|
There's a weirdness about going back to our home town where we grew up. We haven't lived there for almost five years by the time we get home.
Its just that I feel like 'past me' lives there and I don't care to meet her again. She uuuugly. I assume everybody has a 'past-self' who they don't care to remember, and I've decided to think of her as some kind of a bridge to my present self - who I quite like. She taught me things I wouldn't have otherwise known, helped me shed things I'd have otherwise hung on to.
|From one of our local pubs - over the Thames River.|
Something I'm learning - you gotta forgive your past self, and trust that she made the decisions she made based on what she knew then - not on what you know now. She made the best choices she could with the information she had.
Now here's hoping no one else remembers past me either!
*bites nails nervously*
Love you, and be easy on yourself future me... xx