There’s this little sentiment inside, screaming ever so…softly. Making me feel a little unsatisfied, something is missing. The mood? The excitement? The anticipation? Hmmm, I can’t quite put my finger on it just yet even though the Cameron trip has been cancelled (to my relief, but in Annie’s expense. Sorry! I don’t mind going there, I’m just letting you know my true feelings about Cameron).
I could hear the hustle and bustle of the big city, but that’s not where we’re headed to. Maybe we could stop by for a day or maybe a night. But the uncertainty is clouding my decision-making bit of my mind. I’m not sure, I’m just not sure.
It’s just that, now that I’m working, a week-long holiday like this is tremendously hard to come by. Without knowing, my perfectionism self has taken over. I want it all to be perfect. The trip, the people, the mood. Because, I’ve got only one shot. Just one. And I want it to be it.
Screw it. Let’s just partaaaaaay!
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