In your last few weeks you look at everything with 1 part romanticism, 1 part pride and 2 parts hopeful. Maybe you'll come back someday. Maybe it'll be forever be imbedded in your memory; a place to escape to when you feel stagnant and want to runaway.
There will be so many moments when you're anxious, yet excited to find more places that make you feel like a child again. To feel the wonder of discovery. You'll find other people who understand the mourning in moving from somewhere you've come to love. They'll want to show you their world. Their favorite streets, the best bars and great people. You'll find people who can romantize their cities; your new home.
But as a traveller you do it time and time again. your appreciation for each goodbye might diminish as you do it more and more often. But I like to think that you'll always remember and be constantly reminded of the day you left your first home.
There will be so many moments when you're anxious, yet excited to find more places that make you feel like a child again. To feel the wonder of discovery. You'll find other people who understand the mourning in moving from somewhere you've come to love. They'll want to show you their world. Their favorite streets, the best bars and great people. You'll find people who can romantize their cities; your new home.
But as a traveller you do it time and time again. your appreciation for each goodbye might diminish as you do it more and more often. But I like to think that you'll always remember and be constantly reminded of the day you left your first home.
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