Day 5: I'm going to Italy!

To say I’m freaking out right now would be a major understatement. That’s because I just booked an 8-day trip to Italy. By. My. Self.

I seriously can’t wipe the smile off my face right now. Because honestly I’m equal parts terrified and excited and I truly think that’s the best feeling in the world. You know the one where you’re going so far out of your comfort zone but in the absolute most amazing way possible?

That’s what this trip is going to be for me. And I can’t fucking wait.

After all, it’s where my favorite book (Eat Pray Love, obviously) begins: eating delicious pizza and exploring the Italian countryside solo. And if it worked for Elizabeth Gilbert, I sure as hell believe it can work for me.

Traveling to Europe (and Italy in particular) is something that’s been on my bucket list forever. It’s something I’ve always dreamed of doing… but it’s something I always thought I had to do with someone else.

Soooo I’m calling bullshit on that. Of course, if I do end up in a happy relationship or marriage one day, I’m sure I’ll want to explore the world with that person. But until then, who says I can’t do it on my own? Why should I wait around to do the things I want to do (aka waste my life) until I meet someone? Like seriously what kind of sense does that make?

None. Which is why I (very spontaneously) booked this trip tonight. Because enough is enough. At some point, it’s up to me to start living the life I want to live. No one else is going to do it for me. No one else knows what makes my heart happy, what fills my soul. All of that’s on me. And all of that is finally beginning.

And on a much more superficial level, you better believe I’m so freaking excited for all of the pizza, pasta, bread, wine… ugh, for a girl who subsists 95% on carbs, it’s going to be an actual heaven on Earth. Get ready Italy, I’m coming for you!