I don’t want to leave you. I’m already too attached. Is it wrong to want to separate yourself from the world? When you know you can’t stay forever with these people?

I never anticipated loving this place the way I do. It’s freeing really. And beautiful. There’s a vibe here that cannot be matched. The people are unique. The culture is alive. And it’s calming and thrilling all at the same time.

I don’t wish to be apart from it, but I know that part of me cries inside knowing I’m leaving in two weeks. It didn’t last long enough. We didn’t last long enough. But I’ll come back to you. I promise you that much.