One Week

When I realized I leave in one week for Prague, I can barely describe how exactly I felt. I was excited and felt butterflies exploding in my stomach, but I also felt a brick pulling me down and making me feel ill. I am both thrilled and terrified to step onto and then out of that plane.

Perhaps many of my fears stem from this image below:

In seriousness, that's not true; however, I am intimidated by the massive amount of unpacking and packing I have left to do.

What I find most amusing about this situation is that I have spent a large part of my life moving or travelling. I went abroad last summer for four weeks as well, but to see people I knew and still felt this rollercoaster of emotions. The pre-departure jitters are probably my least favorite part of the whole ordeal. It will be amazing; I will meet great people; I will see a beautiful city. I know these things and yet...here I am in the middle of a full blown existential crisis.

Who am I? What do I want to be? Do I want to teach? Will I be any good? Where do I want to go? Do I want to live abroad? And on and on and on. It is silly to write about, but it also true and I want this to be an honest blog.

I will leave in one week on a plane to Prague, Czech Republic and I will hopefully come home certified in TEFL [Teaching English as a Foreign Language]. I want to take on the world and wish to have the skills to do it, so screw the jitters and let's hit the road, Jack and not look back!

Ciao,
Fallon

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