For the love of Wassenberg

I leave for Germany in the morning. Although this qualifies as world exploration, its sole purpose isn't to explore, but to reunite. I'm going back to the place in which this year-long adventure began, in a town so small and so humble that the average German wouldn't recognize its name. Within it's invisible circumference is a family so near and dear to my heart that the size of the town becomes irrelevant in comparison to the perpetual love and infinite joy that I feel. 

In more ways than one, I am returning home.