so i was watching house hunters international tonight, and it got me wondering. What would my life be like if i moved to another country? Would i ever live in a different country? In my lifetime? And if i did, would i develop an accent of some kind? Would I be happier? oh the myriad of possibilities of life.. Maybe one day i'll be brave enough to venture out from this bubble i so comfortably live in and find someplace else that will make me feel more complete. In a small cozy home with a few neighbors that feel like family and nature abounding in every direction.. Switzerland has good chocolate, right?
i took the train for the first time yesterday morning. and i can assuredly say that it is much more pleasant than riding an airplane--more leg room, more scenery, freedom of changing seats, [cute and quiet] dogs aboard!--although i didn't enjoy it as much as i could have were i not feeling nauseous from the bus ride over. will motion sickness ever not be a stumbling block in my life? i wonder if it's one of those things that one can get over with time, like a bad habit one grows out of. i sure hope so.
and lastly, in accordance to mothers day, i would like to say that i love my mom very, very, very, very much. My number one supporter who always tries to keep me on track to be the best i can be. My best friend who loves watching pride and prejudice with me for the twenty-nineth time and values my opinion on everything no matter how small. I couldn't have asked for a better mother.
