It’s been 3 days since we got back from San Francisco, and believe me, the only words that I can say is that we had so much fun… Yeah, so I decided to blog about the entirety of our trip just now (or more of my melancholy I‘d say). Actually, I just read Joanna’s latest blog entry earlier, and it somehow lightened up my day after a couple of days of nostalgia. I’m still wearing the “I Heart SF” hoodie sweater that we (or Joanna) bought as a souvenir from the trip. Also, I’m still listening to Lonely Day by Phantom Planet. The shutter shades that I had in SF and a couple of SF postcards are posted on my corkboard. And every now and then I browse through the bunch of pictures that we took back there. Yes, I am literally basking in the events and memories of these past few days. For a couple of years now, that is the only moment in my life where I felt happy and free again… While we were there, there wasn’t any wasted moment. I miss the foodtrip, the shoptrip, the tourtrip, the laughtrip, the soundtrip, the roadtrip, I miss the long walks with Issy and Hamlet, random conversations with Tita Be, serious talks with Joanna, and even Lola's hilarious but innocent humor (she can't do such here in jersey)... I'll miss being carefree and free-spirited.. Not worrying about what I'm gonna do or what I'm gonna eat next... Everything just flows and I love that feeling... It’s not just the place or the beautiful sights that I like or miss the most, but it’s the people who I’m with along with the experiences that I had with them. They’re my real family.. It may just be a week, but it’s worth a lifetime to me..
I’m happy for Joanna. Going back from the trip, she’s feels alive now more than ever. I Guess meeting and spending time with each other after more than two years was all worth it (all jammed pack in 4 days). At the same time, I felt this weird hint of jealousy towards her. Finally, she already got what she unknowingly wanted all this time. She’s got a lot of things to look forward to after all the fun that we had, while me? Still stuck here with nothing to keep but good memories. Nah, that’s not good I suppose. I shouldn’t be thinking this way. Nonetheless, I must still be thankful for what I’ve got.
By the way, I missed my ukulele so bad… I knew that I should’ve brought it to the trip instead of that heavy guitar (I could‘ve had a lot more fun). Today, I’ve learned a couple of new songs, and I’m planning to record them one of these days.. Or maybe later.
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