Interesting thing about life is it’s so fast.  Sometimes I can’t keep up. Sometimes I don’t want to.  I find myself sitting back at a cafe in Spain…. and thinking to myself I could stay here forever. I want put life on pause, grab a backpack and my favorite blue jeans, buy a one way ticket to Europe, and stay until I get tired of it.

Where is this love I’m searching for? Where is the joy? Even if I did go back to Spain, I wouldn’t be there with the friends that made the first time so special.  Often times I think the beauty of it was the people I traveled with.  That’s what brought the laughs… Funny how you spend more time reminiscing on moments than living them.  But there’s nothing wrong with that.