This is starting to feel too good to be true. Do I really have my ticket purchased, my passport, my visa, my birth certificate, and my french bank account?!?? YES! This is happening. I am leaving this all behind.
Although I speak as if I will never return, I will have to. Unfortunately my visa expires at some point. So many things are running through my mind … : What will my apartment look like? Will I live close to where my classes are? Will there be a lot of Americans in my program? Will I have to get a job? How long will my dissertation be? Will I be able to express myself in French?
Yikes! This is overwhelming yet exciting. My adrenaline is pumping and I will close my eyes soon and awake in Paris, France.
While I’m counting down I will also continue to clean and discard. I am leaving my worldly possessions behind. (Much to the delight of my sister who happens to wear the same sizes.)
I’m putting America in my hindsight and Paris is on the horizon.
Watch out Europe. Here I come!