Wow. It just hit me that I am leaving Florence and Italy in two weeks. This idea blows my mind. For so long my life has been either waiting to go to abroad to Florence, applying to Florence, waiting to hear back from Florence, planning my trip to Florence, LIVING in Florence, exploring Florence, and now its leaving Florence? I am having such a hard time with this. While it is true that all good things must come to end, does this really have to?
The hardest part about this is that I am so conflicted. A large part of me is excited to go home, see my family, not stress about language barriers and strange customs. But a HUGE part of me will miss blundering through conversations with crazy taxi drivers, weaving through the crowds gawking at the Duomo (this I will miss less than the other things), and most of all living in this incredible city in this inspiring country on my favorite continent. But then again I am a European Studies minor :) With all that has been happening, like writing and presenting my 22-page research paper on Marriage Imagery in the Florentine Renaissance, I feel like I haven't quite taken the time to think about what I am leaving behind, and what I am moving towards. Unfortunately, the list of what I leave behind is much, much longer than what I am moving towards.
There are no funny stories today, or even scary anecdotes, I just kind of needed to get these thoughts out of my head and into another space. Maybe now I can sleep.
Love to all,
That Girl in Europe (but not for long)
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