try to stay awake and remember my name

the coach driver was belting out keane this morning at about 6:30. maybe he didn't realise some people were still trying to sleep.
some things i will never be able to share. like the feelings of being back in the highlands after so long. the way the floor of the aberdeen maritime museum sparkled under my feet as i walked. the silhouette of the man in the cobbled tunnel. and to my despair, i'm am left to the devices of disposable cameras. i wish i could capture everything i see perfectly. but even more so, i wish i could capture everything i feel so i could share it with someone. i am in scotland! and one is never alone in scotland if god is home. (i think he takes his holidays here as well.) i love this place. i sound like a sap. and i'm out of internet time. love you all.