I've been exhausted since we got back from our Scotland vacation.
Not because I've spent countless hours going through photos and video.
Not because I've spent days on end trying to get my body back on schedule.
Not because of work, or family or anything like that....
it's because I can't stop dreaming and even day-dreaming of Scotland.
The bluest skies I've ever seen....the pillow-like clouds that seemed to follow us everywhere we went...the intense contrasts of colors....the beautiful shire-like creatures.....the soft ground....the intense sense of history and self-importance....the accents....I can't stop thinking about it......
I thought this was just a fling....a love affair...but I'm starting to realize now....
I may have fallen in love...
Not because I've spent days on end trying to get my body back on schedule.
Not because of work, or family or anything like that....
it's because I can't stop dreaming and even day-dreaming of Scotland.
The bluest skies I've ever seen....the pillow-like clouds that seemed to follow us everywhere we went...the intense contrasts of colors....the beautiful shire-like creatures.....the soft ground....the intense sense of history and self-importance....the accents....I can't stop thinking about it......
I thought this was just a fling....a love affair...but I'm starting to realize now....
I may have fallen in love...
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