in june i'm set to go on a religious pilgrimage to Israel.
i lived there for 18 months after high school, and whenever i get homesick - it's for there.
the crushed red rock pathways. the corner to corner crumbling buildings. the smell of narguila wafting through the air.
it's a magical place.
and i'm excited to see my mother, who has been living there since september.
and i'm excited to be coming full circle since i left.
to have one last independent spiritual journey before i marry my lover.
this one is for me.
the $1400 that is standing in front of me and my plane.
wish me luck.