Amsterdam, Netherlands

I am so nostalgic every time I think of you. I know that you aren’t just a dream anymore, but I cannot seem to wake up from whatever state I am in right now, and I feel like am stuck in a loop of good memories — AND IT’S TOTALLY OKAY. I’m still over the moon, and I will be forever grateful for this very rare opportunity to see you in person. I used to read blog posts and articles about you, see photos of you holding vibrant Tulips that are full of life, and watch you walk alongside the other statuesque individuals, but this time it’s me. And I’m so happy to have my own version of your story.