to me, there's no better feeling in the world than to know that people care for you. that's my weak spot. when the ones that don't even have to care care the most, i break down. i can't take it. it mixes my emotions up and they spill out of the bottle i normally keep them in. i'm sure people have cared for me all my life, but i don't think i've really felt it until this week. the people i was surrounded by, the environment, the overall feeling of happiness... it was more than enough to help me get away for a week. but no matter how long you vacation, you always have to come back, and coming back is the hardest thing to do. basically, this week was amazing. whitewater rafting, great food, bonding(!), and everything else that came with it really made me feel like i was in the right place at the right time for the first time in a while. cheers to the best week of my summer.