I’m going to be studying abroad in the UK, and the anticipation is killing me. I keep concocting all these crazy scenarios in my head that I know will never happen, like what if I get in the wrong cab and end up like that one girl in the movie Taken? What if I find out I’m the distant, distant, distant, distant, distant, twice-removed heir to some royal throne?
What if I go to the countryside in France, or the beaches of Italy, and end up meeting some cheerful, seven year old kid named Naru, that shows me how fun life is and helps re-establish my love for calligraphy after I punched an old man in the face?
(Okay, that’s definitely not happening.)
But my mind’s running wild, honestly. It’s hard to pay attention these days to anything other than writing, since I’ve been daydreaming non-stop. I have two jobs, one at an Aquarium and the other at the University I go to, and both have been victimized by my air headed mannerisms and my head being stuck way, way up in the clouds. It’s often hard to reign myself back in, because traveling and seeing the world is what I’ve been dreaming about since I was a kid.
For me, money and fame doesn’t mean that much to me. Material possessions have never appealed to me either. If I could have anything, just traveling and broadening my horizons would be my ideal. I feel like I would be content for seemingly forever if I was able to get out there and see the majesties of this world, yanno? There’s just so much, and most of us get to see so little. Many of us die stuck in one place, and that’s always, always bothered me. I used to get anxiety as a little kid thinking about that, strangely enough.
While I’m abroad I hope to backpack across Europe and see as much as I can. I decided to spend an extra month there, even after school ends, to just see the sights.
Hopefully, maybe I can use some of my experiences in future fics!
Have any of you been out of the country? Ahh… the possibilities are making me excited again. My leg is bouncing.