When I had nothing to lose, I had everything. When I stopped being who I am, I found myself.
I didn’t think saying goodbye was going to be as hard as it was. But leaving has also made me feel so loved, which has made it almost harder. I had to remind myself of the reasons I’m doing it, and why I’m leaving all these wonderful people behind. But I know if I stayed put I would be bored, so why not “follow my dreams” while I still have a chance. Before I have anything holding me back. And now that the waiting game for the plane has started, I’m already antsy to just be there already. Make the leap, jump the fence, fully immerse myself in France, but not just France, PARIS.