Valencia

Well, after everything this past week- the flight out, experiencing my first convention ever, and seeing a few scenes of San Francisco, I've made it back from My returns flights, and have just now woken up from a desperately needed nap 

Could it be it was all a dream? Maybe, cause how on this side of Equestria did I have such an amazing time and it not be a fabrication of my imagination? It simply must b-

But then I have the pictures, the merchandise, and the whole body soreness from raving too hard after loosening up with the help of the local Klingon Outpost 

I know it was real, because if I were to have dreamed it, my mind would've made something go wrong somewhere, and it didn't 

It almost has me crying that it's in the past now, but I can't help but be so thankful and happy that it happened, I can't insult how I felt by dampening it with those feelings

Also, I made a personal promise to the Golden gate bridge after walking halfway across it that has me feeling confident my life In general is about to get better

Babs will see me again ❤