Had you told me a year ago that at this moment in time I'd be sipping wine in the sweet, summer heat of Rome I would have howled with laughter.
Big adventures are coming and happening. It feels free and unpredictable, which scares me immensely, but I think I'm getting the hang of it.
It's this point in my life that's driving me mad with desire.
The desire to explore,
to be wherever I wish
whenever I wish.
I'm at my own dispose, finally.
And it's wonderful.
And I would love nothing more than to babble in my 'air-headed' way further, but I've got a lot of wine to enjoy, and a big city to delve into.