Europe, the End of an Era (part 1)

I’ve noticed that, contrary to most people, I tend to write more when I have been in a good mood. Plenty of people I know use their journals almost exclusively to vent, and I do too, but when something unpleasant has been and gone already, what’s the point in calling it back up and reliving the unpleasantness?

This may explain why I have not yet posted on New York, though not Baltimore. In any case, what’s fresh is fresh, and if I do not miss these people as much as I should, I can at least say that I thoroughly enjoyed myself during the trip and mean it with all my heart.

( Here we go~ )

Sorry about the spot of emo-ness that that inspired. This concludes part 1 of the Europe trip and never fear - part 2 is forthcoming!


addendum; on bitterness - I hate bitterness. Bitterness festers and never goes away. If only this were something honest like sadness or anger I could deal and when it's over it'd be over but this, this will never go away. In fifty years I'll look back and maybe I'll still be bitter, because as long as I still respect and love Boitz and as long as his opinion still matters to me then I can't escape it, not ever. What an unforgiving emotion.

Things to Do in the next week

( yay lists! )