You know you had a blardy good holiday when after three weeks you still have problems forgetting it. You think about the good times you had with your mates like the pre-dawn talks, the post-trip jokes, the wacky 'porno' pictures, the monkey grooming, the simplicity of just hanging out and having a good time without a single worry.
I had the same feeling when I came back from my Melbourne holiday in 2004. You just can't shake it off. It's a lingering memory that stays with you for a long long time and every day is brighter & livelier only because its yours for you to keep.
It's better than falling in love because when you're in love you can't bear to be apart. There is that feeling of loss after a separation no matter how brief. You're obsessed. You're confused. You do not function.
But a good holiday keeps you refreshed and rejuvenated long after it's gone. You feel alive. You feel blessed. And incredibly thankful that you have the incredible luck to meet some of the most interesting and generous souls on this planet who you now call 'friends'. It's amazing how this big world can piece some of the best people together in different times and places in one Moment.
Life is short. But if you choose to live by it with love, laughter and sincerity, you live it at its best.
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