Tears...

I'm watching No Reservations with Anthony Bourdain. I've teared up a few times already. He's in Provence, France visiting St. Remy and all I'm seeing are my memories and my dreams passing me by.

I hadthe chance to stay. I dent take it. I'm determined to lose weight, I need to be determined to make my life there in the Provençal region. I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'd never find a job(a permanent one) or that'd I'd get behind on my bills here in the states. I allow myself to become bogged down by everything that may or may not end my dreams. I'll wake up one of these days and realize how ridiculous I'm being. I think I'll go back to Anthony and cry a bit more before going to bed. I really miss my area of France.