Looking Back

Recently I've been thinking a lot about India. I've been looking back on my blog, reading through my journals, talking about it - and I just flat out miss India. It's hard to explain why I loved it so much. I mean, everyone was super super nice, the food was fantastic, the accents are sweet, etc. But I can't explain it. There was just something else that I loved about it that even I don't know what it was, but I really enjoyed. More than the people, more than the food, more than the accents. I'm not sure. But it was there, and I can't figure it out. I wanna go back so so bad. I wanna see the people, I wanna see India again.
Sorry. This post was absurdly vague and probably pointless to some of you. But do you have that feeling anywhere? The feeling of love for something, somewhere, maybe someone, but you don't know why? You can't explain it? Like, you can, but people are like, "yeah, that's cool, but I don't see what's so great about it?"
I don't know. Sorry about the vague and weird post. I've just been missing India lately, and I'm not quite sure why.

One other thing I miss greatly: 

Our banana tree. 

Kensi 

                                         

                                                Trees, Flowers, and plants were no rare thing

Back when I played guitar 

P.C to Addi for the Black & White photos (I think)