to say. 5 months in Europe. It went by so fast. Not during, but in retrospect. I have so many stories, so many pictures, so many memories, so much growth. It feels, now that I'm home, as if I never left. I don't like how fast I have adjusted to being back. I was getting used to, and rather enjoying, feeling foreign and somewhat invisible everywhere I went. Traveling in countries where you can't speak or understand the language is so good for observing, appreciating, and taking it all in. I am going to try to add a story and a few photos every few days until I feel fulfilled with nostalgia.
[manarola,cinque terre, italy]
In the meantime I will be working on finishing my 5th year in school (real life? no thanks) and finding a new part time job that won't drive me nuts. Oh, and figuring out what I want/am going to do with my life. Now that I'm 23 I suppose I should think more seriously about this.
But for now I will finish enjoying my time being lazy at home for the holidays. Going to see the Nutcracker tomorrow. I haven't seen it since I was a little girl. :)
(and wishing I was back in that exact spot ^ up there)
