So here I am, hanging out with the Saunders at Virginia Beach, and I just realized something. Literally, the realization came upon me 20 seconds ago.
I don't want to be a tourist. I want to live places. I think I've always been that way. I don't want to visit Florida and take a trip to Disney World, I want to live in Florida and work at Disney World. I don't want to visit Utah for General Conference, I want to live in Utah and study at BYU. I don't want to come home for a few days every summer, I want to live in Maryland for a few weeks and then go back to my other home in Utah.
I want a house in Jamaica! I want to wake up and see the Eiffel Tower outside my window! (Actually wait. I'm not sure if I want to do that. Maybe France is the exception and I just want to visit there, get my picture in front of the tower, and get out. To continue.....) I want to live 10 minutes from the beach! I want to live in a great big Pride and Prejudice-esque house in England and I want to learn how to drive on the wrong side of the road and I want to pick up an accent!
I want to be a local everywhere I go! I don't like vacations. I just like living.
.........And I don't like boys either. Except this one. Actually three.
heather! blahh ohmigosh this is exactly how i feel! this is why i want to liveee in africa and liveee in russia and liveee in nyc. you put it just perfectly :)
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