Sometimes in life, the anticipation of something is better than the actual something. I hope that’s not going to be the case, but I can definitely say the anticipation of what’s to come feels pretty good. For many reasons, it is a really perfect time for me to exit regular life for a bit—experience a bit of escapism, a bit of a different reality, and hopefully gain a little bit of clarity. Traveling usually does that for me, and I am wishing for nothing less.
Going back to a place that was the catalyst for my entire life to change is a bit scary. And exciting. I don’t know what to expect. Everything is different this time around. I don’t even know if I’m the same person.
But one thing is clear: I’m so happy and feel so fortunate to be going back to Italy for a visit. It’s unusual for me to want to visit the same place again; usually I’m all for new and different. But I have a feeling that even though I’ve been before, this will still be new and different…
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little. yellow. different. better.
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