My feelings towards the castle have changed from aching nostalgic desires to be there instead of where ever I am into a more wistful sense of remembering. I'd love to go back, obviously, but the circumstances would have to be almost the exact same as when I was there the first time; instead of needing it, like most of us have felt since we returned to the States, I think I've reached the point where it's fun to look back on but I no longer feel as if things could never be better than then. Maybe I'm finally getting over it/growing up, or maybe I'm putting too much faith in how LA will be. I don't know.

I really should put my photos on Flickr.