America

My adventures in Australia (this time around) have come to an end. To describe what I'm feeling in one word would be: devastated.

I love Australia so much and am counting the minutes until I'll be able to return. Being on the plane for 13 hours and then another 3 hours to Dallas was miserable because I already missed it. To be honest I missed it the second I walked through security.

Saying goodbye to my boyfriend (that I've been dating for 3 months today!) and his family was probably the hardest thing I've ever done. Physically walking away felt impossible, but we'll be together before I know it and the Lord is good.

Since being back I've become very frustrated with life here. I've been in Australia for the past 6 months and forgotten about a lot of things that come with the American culture. Just to name a few that bother me:
-obsession with money
-too many tv channels
-American accents
-American accents on every since commercial
-no diversity
-trash everywhere
-TRAFFIC
-hierarchy

Not that I'm not happy to see my friends and family, but this place doesn't feel like home. Australia feels like home.