Love

I'm listening to matchbox 20 and other 90's rock groups taking in all my emotions at once. The songs take me to every memory i have. It creates a movie in my head. the kind you'd see as a wedding video. Happy times with the movie specks showing it was filmed with a hand held camerra. Except mine has good, bad, great, low, and all in between. I'm in love with life to the fullest possible extent. There is so much to offer and thankfully I have an imagination that can take me to the highest cliffs over the calmest seas, with the tallest clouds and and the addiction of traveling I have. Of discovering. Of learning. I'm in love with someone I'm forbidden to be with but I can be happy for now. I'm enjoy all the feelings that come with it. And it saddens me to think that I would leave everything in my life behind to travel. I could pack up now and leave. The pain is only temporary and will disapperate once I see the Eiffel Tower or La Sangrada Familia or The great Wall of China. I'm sure it will creep it's way back up as I'd lie in bed at night, my mind unoccupied by the beauty of culture's I have yet to discover. But for now, I stay put. I'm only restricted so much as to where I'm a student looking for the broadest learning. Which I have found, but then again, I haven't.