Forget About It

diary entry

Every trip ends at a point.

It’s meant to, right?

It’s like a chapter closes and a new one begins. Mine’s today, well not fully as you know, just this vacation. It was great being back at our second home. It helped me clarify ends in chapters of my life.

This time I’ve been crying all day.

But I think this also means that it’ll be easier to come back next time.