Whenever I go on a big trip, I have to bring a picture of my pet with me. Here is the picture I will use for this trip. Isn't she funny? My first trip to Europe, I painted a picture of my guinea pig and brought that with me. For some reason I have to bring that little reminder with me.
As I got ready tonight, I listened to "Midnight in Paris" (twice). I have all of these ideas for what I want to do in Paris, but maybe I'll just sit at a cafe. I wonder how others feel, but I have this idea that you can't really define yourself around others (acquaintances, friends, family, etc.) . In the end you are just comparing yourself to those individuals, and a relative definition does not suffice. To truly identify the I or me, you have to be alone. I'm not saying you can't be around others, but prior associations seem to inhibit this ability. I may be completely full of hot air right now but there is something about setting out on your own. As I try to find sleep tonight, many thoughts flow in and out of my mind. One of them being: who will I be when I return?