Growing up, I always dreamed of getting out to explore the world - sights and places in faraway countries, experiences so foreign from my own upbringing. For the most part, I've gotten to see many of the sights I always dreamed of getting to. They were beyond beautiful, but what stuck about those places wasn't necessarily the sight itself.
I've realized that it doesn't matter where I'm at in life: where I live, where I visit.. as terribly cliche as it sounds, the people and the memories who surround me and inhabit that space are what make a place worth remembering. And even if I'm not always off to glamorous or faraway places, being with the people that I love the most makes a place pretty special.
I've been going through a lot of stuff in my personal life recently, and I'm trying my best to keep up with school while also remaining as sane as possible. I'm sorry if I can't update this space quite as much as I want to, but I'm doing my best to do so. Thanks for the support, friends 💛