What I am finding so difficult about traveling is that time passes so quickly. I can't help but dwell on the fact that as time passes, those experiences I have had with particular people, become more a part of the past than the present, and memories get further away from my fingertips and reality. People I have met seem further away, especially as each of us continues to move in different directions.
What is sticking with me is my brothers voice in my head, reminding me to keep in touch with the people that impact my life along the way. The world is a small place, and you never know when your next opportunity to knock on their door comes around again...
What is sticking with me is my brothers voice in my head, reminding me to keep in touch with the people that impact my life along the way. The world is a small place, and you never know when your next opportunity to knock on their door comes around again...
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