Two Weeks, Three Countries, Zero Chill.
Back Home… But My Soul’s Still Abroad
Hey again from Awkwardly Introverted 🐿️
So… I’m officially back home. But honestly? I want to go back. Like right now.
These past two weeks felt like a lifetime — new places, new people, weird food I pretended to like, and more walking than I ever do in an average month 🫠. I was tired, overwhelmed, overstimulated… but also kinda thriving.
Now I’m home, everything’s quiet, and it’s like the world hit “pause.” I should be glad to be back in my own bed, my comfort zone… but part of me misses the chaos. The exhaustion. Even the awkward group moments and jet lag.
I miss living in the moment.
I miss the rush of doing something different.
I miss feeling like I’m actually out there in the world.
💥 Bonus win: I got more stamps in my passport — Poland, Germany, and Czech Republic! Where to next? 👀🌍✈️
I guess this is just me trying to settle back into normal life — whatever that even means now. I’ll share more about the trip soon. Maybe even post some pics (the good, the bad, and the blurry).
For now, just know that Summer 2025 gave me a lot. And maybe a little travel bug I can’t shake.
Stay tuned. Nutty’s back too. He’s jetlagged but emotionally supportive. 🐿️
— Awkwardly Introverted
P.S. Hopefully I won’t get homesick after a week like I did in Greece lol 😂 I loved it but it was exhausting — like this will be — but it’s the experience of a lifetime.
P.S.S. Spoiler alert: I didn’t get homesick! I was just tired from not sitting down, running on fumes, and those evil cobblestone streets trying to end me 😭😂 But worth every second.
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