It feels like this is all just a dream,
A dream that seems to never end….
It wasnt “just” an adventure, it wasnt “just” a trip, it wasnt “just:” the world race….
It was more than that!
Its been months and the re-entry process is just still beginning… Realizing that my life isnt just my life its means so much more and that there is so much more.. They were right when I came home everything would just be the same… everything is just where I left it…
It’s crazy that inside of you everything is so different, the way you see things that way you feel things… and noone can seem to “understand” (whatever the word means) you feel like noone gets you…
The hardest part of the World Race is leaving the people who became your family, the people who walked with you through the battles and who walked with you through your victories…
Its crazy the thoughts that go through your head…
I seriously asked this qestion to my self… “did those people really exist”
then we skyped and at that moment realized I wasnt going crazy and that they are real.. =)
But its been quite the process and It has been a while and Im still adjusting to staying in one place…
