Do you know the way...

Man, what I would do to be back to my roots wandering in the California sun right now. I was born in San Jose, CA. It's a fairly large city about 1 hour south of San Francisco.
San Fran is a gorgeous city and todays one of those days I wish I was on Haight pretending I was in the 60's playing in my hippie ways.
Hey, they do say you always end up where you started!

Rocognize this wonder of the world?

Back at URI

After I spent the last academic year in Sicily, I'm not back in Rhode Island. It's amazing what life can do to you. During the past four years my ups and downs have been a roller coaster, I'm fortunate enough to say I've had more Ups, and I'm grateful for that. Speaking just about school for now- when I arrived I lived in the worst dorm the school had, in a forced triple, with no AC is burning heat. I had just broken up with my very first boyfriend and I was 99% sure rhode island was not where I wanted to be. I wanted to be farther, I wanted to be back in California or down south. This was too familiar and too close, I didn't feel as though I had enough adventure potential. Then things went up, I meant fantastic people and saw beautiful New England landscapes. I was content but not happy. During the year I decided to rush a sorority because everyone told me that greek life at this school would make me want to stay. One year later I fled the country for 9 months, so that didn't work out.
Sicily was my dream, when I close m eyes I imagine being back in Taormina looking over the Ionian sea breathing in fragrant air. I miss it so much sometimes it hurts like homesickness. I had been to Sicily many times over the years to see my family and to travel Italy, but I had never lived on my own speaking the beautiful words of the Italian language and meeting new friends, finding a way to live, and making a new life. There's nothing better to me than creating something out of nothing, or making a new destination my home. The year went by too quickly, it was a blur of beauty and adventure. I found myself constantly saying "this is where I want to be...this is what I should be doing." Getting on buses and trains every week and going to a new place, taking pictures and writing, experiencing the unexperienced and taking the unbeaten path-to me that is how to live. Sitting in one place forever and making a foundation that doesn't allow you to see the world would feel like I was wasting my time here. My destination is the world.
 When I left I did come back home to my amazing boyfriend who took me in with open arms and a smile that I'll never forget. My sadness melted away quickly and the familiarity of home made me just as happy. Holding my dogs and see my nephew were the things that anchor me because its the warmest feeling I can ever imagine.
Summer was warm and wonderful, I traveled to California, North Carolina, Tennessee, Maryland, and my beloved New Orleans. I had an awesome internship at WCBS-2 in NYC where I learned how to edit videos and make promos. The creativity was perfect for me and the challenge was exactly what a lazy summer needed.
Then it came time for URI, I packed my car for my senior year to live with my best friends and have the time of my life. Now I'm sitting in my house on the beach, listening to my roommates laughing and it's everything I wanted senior year to be. Its new, independent, bitter sweet and wonderful. This is a year I'll never forget with people I'll always keep around.