transition period= check!

i had forgotten that every time I move to another country, even if I have lived there before, there is always some kind of confusion due to the transition period. If you haven't lived, but only traveled, you won't understand the feeling, it is really weird. the first days, well weeks even, you don't really know where you are, who to call, cause you have friends in both places and you might be more used to the ones in the place you just left behind. I had it even worse this time. I did, in two weeks, LA, OC, SD, NYC, Rome, Gothenburg, and now back in Rome. No wonder I was confused. but BIG time.

at first I was very depressed, didn't talk to anybody really. now Im back to my old life. however, modified a little bit. I am modified, determined to not go under in this beautiful boot shaped country of Italy. It is a mystery why I love this country so much. the food, yes! the wine, yes! the traffic, no! the people, well not really most are really rude actually! (except my dear friends of course), and nothing really works.

I have a plan. I can't let go of Italy, it's a too big of a part of me, plus on Saturday Im turning a year older. Jeez time flies! And since Im a woman I need to think about the future a bit more than a man my age. or no? so I have decided to have my base in Europe, after all my family is here, and this time I really really enjoyed being in Sweden, maybe because I've reached a certain age?

Im not letting go of California though, no Im gonna find a way of having both. Actually the way already found me! I've applied for the OPT and got it, because I've been studying. Im not gonna let that pass me by.

to be continued....