I remember this feeling. The nerves that come before a trip. The perfect mixture of excitement and apprehension. But this time feels different, because this time is different. This time is less about escaping my norm and losing myself. This time is more about finding myself; and finding my other half again. We’ve been separated for a month and it’s been an adventure in itself – learning the importance certain people have in your life. And it is this realisation that has sparked my travel bug again, because after all, it’s not where you travel that really counts, but who you go there with.
So here is to many more adventures with you. Here is to more nerves and more apprehension. Here is to more new beginnings, and to finding ourselves by completely losing ourselves in each other.