Kahlua&Baileys night

Last year on this day I was leaving for Paris. 

Leaving with two backpacks and 1/3 of the things not mine. 

Leaving solo for the first time.

Leaving for my longest trip yet, a month and a half. 

Leaving with so much hope in my eyes, 

with uncertainty in my heart,

without a doubt in my mind.

.     .     .     .     .

365 days

7 trips

14 countries                                          later

20 flights

thousands of miles

I find myself back home, waiting for another chapter to begin. 

A chapter I believed over. 

An old chapter coming in a new design.

.     .     .     .     .

Kahlua & Baileys are the perfect taste to my memories.