ya casi nos vamos..

In two days, I will be jet-setting across the big puddle over to Spain. I've done all the packing, all the shopping, all the preparing for spending the next six weeks of my life thrown into a new culture. I've managed to fit almost my entire closet into a suitcase weighing under 50 lbs, and have (shockingly) limited myself to 5 pairs of shoes for the trip- perhaps the most difficult part of the preparation.

With as well-prepared as I am, I'm still not quite sure what to expect. Will I be running for the hills or will the days fly by? Either way, I am most unsure of how to document these fleeting moments of drama, horror, comedy and confusion that are sure to be headed my way.

So who am I? Sometimes I don't even know myself anymore. I went to bed an average college student hoping for classes to go my way, and woke up a world traveler with my life playing out in front of me. It seems like I am quickly approaching the day where we all (GASP) become real people and I'm not so sure how to feel about that.

So this is one of those points where you get to take your life down one road, or the other. The moment where you make decisions that will shape the experiences, successes and setbacks that you will have for the rest of your life. Well, that's a good way to give yourself an anxiety attack.

I guess the only way is to move forward towards the "pura vida". The pure life. Leave behind your uncertainties, shed yourself of the weight of the hardships behind you and just enjoy every moment of life. We're only here for a short time, so spread your joy like every day is your last.

Don't blink...