The memories are the most beautiful for some reason. Is it the recollection of reaching your destination, or the feeling of remembering going to one place and being overwhelmed by all that you see?
Or the stories that people pester you to tell after you have returned? I'm going to get a whole host of people hurriedly awaiting the stories that I will tell. And watch people's jaws drop after they find out where I've been.
That's a long way from where I want to be, but it's a start.
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