Dear Wanderlusters,

I’ve started this blogpost about a hundred times these past few weeks but was never able to get through even the first sentence.  Perhaps because it’s been a year and a half since my last post, and I don’t even know where to begin or what excuse to give you all.  Let’s just say I don’t have a single good reason for why I haven’t been writing.  If I say I haven’t had time, I’d be lying; I take naps whenever I can and watch Netflix when I’m feeling bored, so there goes that.  To be honest I’m not sure if there will even be a point to this, but I’ll just keep going because I need an excuse to sit here with a glass of wine instead of going for a run.

I’m finally done with my undergraduate studies and my graduation ceremony is in May. Maybe while wearing my cap and gown it’ll finally hit me that it’s over, because right now I’m still in that weird stage of constantly wondering what assignment I have to turn in next.  Ahhhh, life is so damn good when I don’t have to stay up until 4am due to procrastination!  The problem is that now I find myself not knowing what to do with my free time, so I basically just start overthinking life and/or cleaning my kitchen like a crazy bitch.  My roommate called me Monica Geller yesterday, that’s how bad it got.

Hmm, what else?  I recently returned from Los Angeles where I spent about 5 weeks working, going out, and definitely not getting as much sleep as I planned to.  The best part of it was being able to spend a weekend with my family in a cute little town named Solvang, also known as little Denmark.  Had I known about it before I moved to Italy, I would’ve convinced my girlfriends to go with me every two months for some wine tasting fun.  Every corner had a wine tasting joint, but we settled for a little place called Lost Point Winery, where we drank wine inside a three story windmill.  A few glasses later we were feeling tipsy and photogenic, so we became the annoying family that took over the balcony to have a photoshoot.  This mini trip reminded me of the time my family came to visit me in Italy – still the best two weeks of my life! I actually tried to write about that on my blog once , but it didn’t work out because it made me too emotional. I blame the multiple glasses of wine I had.

 

Solvang, California with my family

 

What I DID start writing is a book in Italian…one that I was extremely proud of until writer’s block kicked in and ruined my dream of becoming a world famous novelist.  I’m not joking, I even imagined my book getting made into a movie and me getting invited to talkshows to talk about how it all started.  I’m pathetic, I know. But now that I have more time, I should finish writing my book instead of cleaning my kitchen like I’m covering up a crime scene.  My book can be my way of practicing my Italian writing skills now that I’m done with school…at least for a while.

I say ‘a while’ because now I’m working in Rome and planning (aka hoping) to save enough money to start on my Master’s degree in about a year or two.  My brain is too fried right now, and  I’m also in too deep with student debt so I don’t want to add to it by getting yet another loan.  It’s the kind of thing that keeps me up at night. Literally.  Every time I think about it, I stay up until 3am after typing HOW TO GET A SUGAR DADDY in the search tab.  If only they’d pay my bills instead of buying me stuff…but I guess selling it on Ebay works too.  Kidding! Pssht. Me? Sugar daddy? Nooooooo.  Actually, I still have 3 more months until I turn 25 and I’m expecting a quarter life crisis, so if you happen to bump into me on the streets looking hot in my Louboutin heels and my Gucci purse, just pretend you never read this post.

P.S. Let’s just say that the point of this blogpost was to catch you up on my life so that I can finally get back to this blogging thing I used to love so much. I promise there will be fluidity next time.

Love,

The Wanderluster