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Wednesday, 31 December 2014 // 8:45 pm


My fingers are cracking from dryness and my thighs are bleeding from the cold. Currently sitting on the floor of my hostel in Florence, Italy, just 2 and a half hours away from 2015 reflecting on my 2014.

This year was the craziest year I've ever had in my 22 years(21, let me be forever 21 please) of existance. The turning point in February, the madness after and the insanity during Summer. So many shit has happened, but not all of them were good shit. Some were fucking horrible, but they taught me things I now learnt. 

2014 was also the year I travelled the most. Paris, Milan, Tokyo, Hakone, Vietnam, Osaka, Tokyo and Hakone again, Paris again, Edinburgh, Amsterdam, Florence, Pisa and tomorrow I'll be in Rome. Will this desire of mine to explore and travel ever be sated? Everytime I go somewhere unchartered I think to myself how lucky I am to be here, and how I never want to stay stagnant when there's so much more. 

So here's to 2015, another year of much mores and adventure, minus the drama and bullshit.