I spend most of yesterday cleaning my bedroom. Less than 24 hours later, you can't tell the difference. Oh well. But I discovered there's only so much you can do while cleaning. And my favourite thing is day dreaming. And what did I dream of, friends?
I have got a hankering to travel again. I love the feeling of walking into the airport, and being surrounded by people who are there while on their way to somewhere else. For some reason, it always seems to be India. I love getting on a plane and finding my seat. I love the beverage cart. I love staring out the window, and seeing all the cars look like toys. I love the feeling of landing, and how there's a slight chance things won't go right (note: this is the ONLY time I willingly participate in risky activities). I love getting off the plane and finding out what adventures I'm about to have.
Which leads into.....
What am I going to do/where am I going to go this summer?