A trip back home…


I remember how before moving out I was saying that when I’ll get my holidays from my new job I will visit different countries not wasting the time visiting the same old one but oh… in only one year I’ve spent two of my holidays going back home…

Missing the places, the people, my home, my bedroom, the Black Sea…was such a strong feeling I couldn’t replace with no other 

By only looking at the sea I was remembering all my happy childhood moments, my thoughts, my joy

This place is my source of energy…whenever mine is gone I must come back here and recharge it 

• my bestie •



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