Well, nowadays, maybe this kind of work ain't so bad. I write stuff all day long for work, but I don't enjoy it as much as I do when I blab about inconsequential things in my life.
In an effort to finish what I started, I've been going back and completing a bunch of entries that I kept as drafts during our honeymoon. It's been great to go back, look at those photos, and remember all the exquisite detail of that trip.
Alin and I long to travel. We love doing it so much and yet we never have time. There's a saying someone once said to me, and I find it so true... "Life is what happens in between vacation." It seems like we're always planning the next one.
Where shall we go next? Any suggestions anyone?