Check out the about link. That's a music video that I used to watch all the time while I was in Barcelona. And it just brought back tons of memories.
Like memories I had of all my hopes and dreams for myself while I was there. Memories of me taking little weekend trips by myself.
Or memories of me just daydreaming about other European countries I could visit over the weekend. Unfotunately that never happened because I was too broke.
And last but not least, memories of all the times I was fed up and wanted to come to the US so bad. Memories of me feeling helpless in a foreign country, looking out from my balcony or crying in my bed.
The truth is that I kinda miss those feelings. Of course homesickness is hard. Don't get me wrong, I don't like being miserable. But at the same time, while I was traveling I felt like I was accomplishing something. I was becoming a stronger person for having to solve all my problems in a foreign country all on my own. Not to mention that I was really improving my Spanish speaking skills.
I am back home now and very happy with the fact that I am legally able to work here, and that I am a citizen here and speak the language. I am back in my comfort zone. And I won't be going anywhere for a while because my financial situation is a sad case.
But I know I will be traveling again in the future, this time a little wiser the second time around.