#40

I started taking pictures of people and places I might miss. I started looking for clothes fit only for the weather somewhere else. I started making plans and I started talking to myself (about how we're going to do it this time).

I know I am going but I'm not sure when. I don't have a ticket, all I have is a visa; and a feeling. A feeling that prepares me to be more ready every day. 

I'm not leaving, I don't like that word. Next time I move to another place, I'll take home with me so I won't feel that I left anyone or anything behind.