Sunday, July 29, 2012
I was thinking about Montreal this evening, and I felt closer to tearing up about it than I have in a long time. I was a little homesick; I hope I get to go back someday. I wonder if that is at all related to how I felt yesterday while typing up a bunch of texts that I don't want to lose when I change my phone. They had nothing to do with my mission, but they brought memories and melancholy for a specific part of my past; maybe those feelings are now extending to other parts of my history. And I don't think it's bad to look back and miss things sometimes - just don't get stuck back there because there's a lot of good in the present and there are more memories to be created in the future.