Been there, doing that

I've been there. Doing that. Having a love/hate relationship with it. 

Things got a whole lot more complicated when I allowed myself to make friends; friends that are a lot closer to me than they should be after 10 days. There's something special about friendships that happen so quickly. 

But now I remember I have to leave again. I have to say more goodbyes. I said 9 weeks was too long, but now I'm saying it isn't long enough. 

The worst part?

This isn't the one I wanted. But.. I understand. We're in the same boat, really. I just wish it could have happened. 

Every other fly wants the fruit accept for the fly that's good for the fruit 

(excuse the lame metaphor. There's a fly buzzing around my head and I've eaten my weight in fruit today)

Happy 4th of July week my fellow Americans! I will be celebrating mine making pies and taking strolls and having a BBQ with Brits. It's a bit off, but hey-

MEMORIES

Also, I still attract awkward things in this country. 

This really has been the best things I've ever done. I won't ever forget my time here. Or the people- especially the people.

Chloe

xxx