the last trip that i just took a couple of days ago just convinced me of one thing:
i HAVE to go. i NEED to leave.
how else can i explain the feeling i have of not wanting to get back here? even the previous trip didn't give me this feeling.
perhaps because this time, i left when i was needed the most, when i had a whole crapload of work to do. i left anyway, and the world didn't end, and i had a great time, and i didn't want to get back to work.
and it convinces me that i have to leave now, before the good gets marred with mistakes and errors.
just a little more...
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