It's that time of year again... that time when I become even more homesick for the cobblestone streets of Rome and the snowy mountain lakes of Reutte and the steps to the church in Erfurt and the beautiful castle church in Wittenberg. The time of year when I wish I could taste fragola gelato and pizza margherita and doner kebabs and bratwursts again. The time of year when I replay in my mind over and over and over again all the wonderful, amazing times we had. How has it already been three years? And then again, it feels like it's been an eternity. The pain of missing something doesn't go away with time, at least not when it comes to missing Europe.
I'm ready to go back anytime.
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