since I bought my flight ticket to comeback to Brazil I feel like I’m constantly fighting the urge to comment on alllll my friends posts “I’m COMING TO THE COTTAGE” because all I want is to be near them it’s not easy as it seems “to live in the moment” enjoy everything around me rn while I’m still here when I’m 100% focused on the countdown to my return and honestly I don’t wanna punish myself for not being able to control this I know that I could at least try harder but whatever I do feel guilty sometimes for thinking that maybe six months would’ve been enough, I’ve just completed seven months here and I already have a satisfactory level of French, a lot of life experience, and I’ve had the opportunity to visit three countries… I’m really satisfied you know? and I’m so so so freaking excited to continue my aviation journey, apply for positions and go through my first selection process everything is happening exactly the way I imagined it would I’ve always said that I needed to fulfill my exchange dream before chasing my career and now I feel closer to that than ever… faltam ** dias pra chegar em casa finalement abraçar meu mamimo, minha nandinha, meu pai, minha mãe, meus gatos, meu tio dedé, minha tia aninha, minha leleca, minha suy, minha vi, minha let, minha di, meus primo junhu e vitu; comer o creme de galinha da minha vó e o macarrão da outra vó, tomar um banho de mar na praia da pedra rachada, subir as dunas da praia das almas, ver o pôr do sol no ronco do mar, finalizar overcooked com minhas amigas, assistir crepusculo com a diana, tomar banho de piscina e ir no cinema com a susu, jogar jogos de tabuleiro com a vitoria e o ismael, doutrinar a leticia com bring me the horizon and repeat and repeat and repeat