Hi 'murica!!

Took three flights (of which one of them is especially unbearable due to the long hours and my inability to sleep due to the weird hours of food going into the system and also being in a situation where the given space wasn't really forgiving. But then again, we are talking about taking a flight here and bringing the commonly used phrase of "What is Sleep" to a completely different meaning altogether.) and almost two days,

I am here now, reunited (couldn't think of another more appropriate term for this case).
And I honestly couldn't be happier. (:

This is my fifth day here, but sixth day away from home (go figure) but it really doesn't feel that long here. Maybe because I have been all out and about for the past few days and also traveling from one really scenic view to another, maybe because I am feeling a little jetlagged for the first two days here, maybe. Just maybe.
It could also be the fact that I'm finally home. (:

For home is not just a place for me.

But also a person. ❤

Not jinxing things up, but here I am, getting this entry out while catching up on the rest of my social media and also waiting for the laundry to dry (hurhurhur).
Also gonna be taking this week here to get myself settled in for a bit more. Especially since I don't have everything in my room with me right now for the remaining of the rest of my stay here - which I'ld say be worthy of the amount that was paid for the plane tickets, time and effort to get here.

Of course, photo proofs of said scenic views and adventures be up on social media, like always.
The realest being Snapchat for reasons we all know why. ;)

Tillagain.