Do any of you get this way? When its around one year since a big trip you took and you start thinking to yourself "a year ago right now I was packing for the trip" or "a year ago right now I was on the Eiffel Tower".
I'm feling this way right now and I get this way every time it's at the one year anniversary of a big trip I had taken. Right now, it's Paris. I left Nov. 1 2004 for Paris for a weeks vacation and it was such a great trip. No crowds, the weather cooperated, the people were amazingly nice, nothing like the horror stories I had heard about the French. I have really no bad memories of that trip at all so I'm just feeling a little melancholy about it right now, wishing I was going back, or going somewhere period.
Am I the only weirdo that gets this way?