Yes, I am alive. I have been meaning to blog for over a month now; I have several half finished posts. I've just been either too preoccupied with work or doing stuff on the weekends or I've been just plain exhausted or my personal favorite, trying to not get deported (I'll have a whole post on this awesome story). Terrible excuses, I know, except maybe for the last one. I will be better I promise. Starting now.
So back to that confession I had:
Dear Germany,
I have a confession to make. I've had a great time here. You've been great to me and I've enjoyed every minute. I've learned from you and about you and even about myself while I've been here. But there is something you must know before our love affair becomes anymore tangled: there is someone else. I can't stop thinking about them. They are always on my mind. I find myself daydreaming about them. I haven't been so excited for anything in a very long time. You might have heard of them; it's Texas. And in just one week I will be back to the place I call home for a MUCH needed vacation. I need to recharge, to spend time with the people I love more than anything, the people I have missed since I boarded a plane to come here to you. I hope my short time with Texas will have me back in Germany, rejuvenated and ready to really make an effort to see and do more new things, to meet new people and to enjoy the rest of the time I have here. Texas is great and I can't wait to spend 10 days there, but I know Texas will always be there for me. I only have 7 more months with you and I'm going to make the most of it.
Liebe Grüße,
Rachel :)
