I ache for Japan.
I ache to travel and to see the world; the real world, the ugly and beautiful parts.
I want to not just visit but stay; I want to put on their shoes and walk around in them.
Six months in Europe, a year in Africa, three in Asia.
If I have died and have not lived, have not seen all there is on this beautiful earth, and helped, and served, and experienced; if I ever give all of that up for security and money and comfort...
I will be ashamed of me.
If the April of today could talk to the April of October 14, 2010, what would she say or do? I couldn't help but look back and remember. The differences are rather... drastic.
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