I just returned from a trip of a lifetime to Peru. Got to see Machu Picchu, climbed Wayna Picchu, and did it all smiling. Totally elated would have been the feeling. But maybe it's the jetlag, maybe it's the time that's elapsed, maybe it's the fact that I've given up on a dream, I just feel like I started down the spiral of depression. It's going to take a lot of willpower I know to fight this feeling and remain afloat. Thank God for the fact that I don't have any other choice but to stay positive, and to see this thing through.
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