The end of summer trips

And the next plane that I board will be back to Sheffield, Manchester rather. Really glad that I managed to fly to so many places in this span of 3 months and doing so many things be it climbing, colour run or shopping. I just wanna sit down at a nice cafe and spend my whole day there doing nothing or perhaps just randomly using the comp. Anyway, I shall attempt to pack my room again for Richard described the colour run as being as messy as my room T.T

Another beautiful passage:
“I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.”

—	Jonathan Safran Foer

I don't think there can ever be an end of missing someone though. Something is bound to come along someday where you'll part again sometime. Oh the agony of missing someone.