A few of you will already be aware that in the next six months I am planning on making some seriously big changes in my life. These changes will involve me leaving behind everything I have ever known and making a new life for myself in a totally alien environment. They’ll challenge me, they’ll absolutely terrify me; but one thing’s for sure, they will totally change me as a person.
Up until the past fortnight, I’d been at loggerheads with myself. I knew I needed a change, but how far was I prepared to go? When did I want it to happen? Where did I want to be in a year’s time? It was these questions that made me want to jack the whole idea in. I mean, I really can’t complain about my life right now. Maybe a change is totally overrated.
But then I began to speak to more and more people that had thrown themselves into the unknown and friggin’ loved every second of it. Be that leaving full time employment to start your own business, moving to the big L, travelling the world… it’s the risk that makes the adventure even more exciting. And do any of them have any regrets? Of course they don’t.
So I had the light bulb moment. Just like that, I knew exactly what I wanted to do.
And hence, the big Italian adventure begins.
Italy has always been a country that fascinates me. Its rich history and culture, its incredible wine (alllllllllll the wine) and its sublime food. Despite never being there, it’s a place I’ve always felt such an affinity to. To me, there’s no better place in the world for art, and no better place to find inspiration as a writer.
The dream? To relocate to Italy, teach, travel and write. And the best bit? I have no idea whether it’s going to work, when it’s going to happen or how long I’m going to stay.
For once in my life, my future is utterly unclear.
But I’m starting to take the gradual steps to turn it into a reality. A couple of months ago I started my TEFL course (although, granted, about five of those weeks were spent wondering whether I had made a huge mistake and avoiding studying at every cost); and I’m actually really enjoying getting my geek back on. It’s long, oh so long, and so much is simply recapping things in the most ridiculous detail that are second nature to me, but I know these long evenings sat in front of my laptop are totally worth it.
Even more exciting (dum dum duuuuum); today I had my very first Italian lesson with the fabulous Rose Sgueglia. Sure, I have helllllllll of a long way to go, but the prospect of being able to take myself over there with a basic grasp of the language is pretty darn cool.
I don’t want to give too much away; the last thing I want is to jinx the whole thing by shouting from the rooftops every meticulous thought on the matter. What I can say is I really do believe there is no better time to take an adventure. And I cannot wait to see what happens.