Dreaming of these fields today. Tomorrow morning, right around my 6 month mark of living abroad, I'll be going home to visit for three weeks. Just as when I first left, it doesn't feel quite real. Nothing has felt "real" for a while now, but maybe that's the new real for me. Or maybe this is just a particularly long transition period. Either way, I'm excited to be back home for Christmas.
I leave Italy in less than two days after about 9 weeks of travel, teaching, and excessive pasta and humidity, and it's got me feeling some feelings... So tonight we're having ice cream for dinner 🍦