50 Days. That’s just barely over 7 weeks.
I want to be straight up with you all–I am 100% freaking out.
I am a ball of nail biting, anxious energy combined with the excitement of my ten year old self getting her first puppy. I have so many emotions running through me, and I can’t figure out how to adequately get a hold on them. Now, a lot of this could easily be explained by the looming date of graduation, and that my inner ten year old is realizing she has to get a big girl job and do big girl things very soon.
A very reasonable and valid argument, I would say, but in someways I would have to disagree. I am not scared to do big girl things. I am very excited to turn my passions into a career. I’m ready to start making my own life, and say goodbye to the academia dominated structure the last twenty-two years of my life has been formatted. This baby bird is ready to fly the nest. I can promise you that.
My nervousness stems from the very simple fact that I have never traveled alone before. Everywhere I have been someone close to me was always by my side. It was a huge safety net. If something went wrong I had a friend or a family member to help me out of a less than ideal situation. I will be in Amsterdam for a full month by myself before my mom joins me for the next leg of my European journey. As scary as it sounds to have only myself to rely on, it also sounds like the most beneficial gift I will ever give myself.
If I have taken away anything from college, though, it’s the lesson that being prepared is already half the victory. I have prepared as well as I possibly can for this adventure of a lifetime, and I’ll share the steps I took and the research I did in these last few months next!