Coming back, everything's changed and for the better. But when things start creeping in from the past, I find myself just really wanting to run away from that.
I've got the entire world to see still.
Planning my next getaway.
I'm not a planner except for when it comes to these things, then it's always at the back of my mind.
I miss BA, obviously. Is my heart still broken? No. I know I don't have to wait so long until I am back.
Admitting I dance better to cumbia than rap takes a lot of pressure off.
Can't lose my sense of humor.
