Lately, I've been craving to travel somewhere.
I kept saying how much I miss a certain city, how amazing it is, how nice it is, its architecture, and so on. As I kept thinking about it, I realised that I started to describe emotions, people..not the city.
I think what I truly crave was those moments with those people. I feel like we don't always miss places, but we miss people.
I have some places that I truly despised, but if I were to tell you where they are, you would think that I am insane for hating them. The reality is that I don't hate the places, but the memories that happened there...
I find it saddening how a person can change our perspective on something stunning, how an event can make us despise places... but this is not only about places, but our perspective on life. We let people change our vision, our place, our life...
Do you still have your vision intact, or was it altered?
