I'm getting restless again.
I mentioned the idea of going on a another trip to my father last night over dinner and he simply rolled his eyes, and asked why I could no stay in one place for a considerable amount of time. I don't know why I can't just stay home.
As silly as it sounds, I know there is a whole wide world out there. I want to explore it.
I miss Harry terribly. I always expect him to be there when I wake up, or make me laugh with a quick joke when I suddenly I'm down.