Like seriously. Who the fuck decides to backpack with no plan through a country that is a war zone?
Honestly I am sitting in a mall and I when I step out of this mall. I am not sure where I am heading to. I’m going to walk 10km’s to the Sea of Galilee and then what?
I am a moron.
Also I feel so bad about kissing the guy. Ugh I miss Andrew,
I didn’t tell Andrew exactly. But he knows, I gave him the just of it. He said
‘Look, just be free ok, live in the moment. I miss you. You going to be ok, you need this time for yourself and you need to just be wild and do whatever you want. You are in such a confused space, just be. You need this. When you get back, I will be here’
I think he is a saint.
I feel like I don’t deserve him sometimes. What did I do to get so lucky to have such a special person in my life.