It’s almost spring and I’m one month into my internship and only two months away from my trip to Italy and Japan. I’ve had a rough start this year, trying to figure out what I should do after graduation meanwhile I’m dealing with anxiety and depression and trying to get better. It’s a horrible feeling to watch time fly as you are trying your best to engage yourself, desperatly, into anything, and trying not to get stuck in the comfort of planning a trip.
I’m lucky enough to have my own space where I can breathe, and loved ones that make me laugh, and the curiousity to explore the world. Now I just have to find my way back to a place of excitement, strenght and motivation, and I do feel like every day brings me closer to it.