It’s Valentines Day and for the first time in my life I have plans with a boy.
I thought that I’d be a little giddy about it but it turns out the day doesn’t hold significance for me at all. And I’m glad! I know in my head that it’s just another day for people to justify more consumeristic behaviour but now I know that I feel that too.
Galentines day again! I love my girls 🙂
Back home now and so tired. But want to catch up with everyone too!
Planes make me miss the times when my mouth and throat weren’t the Sahara desert.
Packing for the flight home tomorrow. How did I accumulate so much shit?!
Boat rides make me feel very very ill 🤢
Getting my feet massaged right now, feels so fucking good.