Consumed. My new friend Kaitlin has used this word on multiple occasions about her stay here in Kotor, and the longer I am here the more I understand what she means. Kotor is consuming me, us, and when the time comes for us to leave I am sure to feel further consumed by the overwhelming sadness that will follow.

Tonight marks 3 weeks for me here at Old Town Hostel, and double that for Kaitlin. When you stay so long in one place you develop this strange cycle of attachment, and my addictive personality is warring hard against my usual Vulcan logic at the moment. I know I must leave and I know where I am going is wonderful, but my heart is so torn about moving on.

This is where I became a person. This is where I finally stripped my heart raw and let my head run wild.





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