From today, it is exactly six months from now until when I board my flight to London. On September 5, 2014, I was board an airplane, and fly away from everyone I’ve ever known, all the way to my favorite city in the world, to spend a year (and $50,000) at the University of Westminster. It’s a scary thought that it’s six months away. But it’s also incredibly exciting. Six months is both a long time away, as well as a date that will creep up on me faster than I’ll realize.
There is so much I have to accomplish in the next few months to even prepare for this journey. I still have to finish the financial aid process, as well as apply for scholarships and grants, and then start my visa application. I have to figure out if I’m going to live in a dorm or a flat, how to gracefully resign from my job, and if I should start saving money or not. All these things are looming over my head, as well as the thought that all of it is just the pre-departure stuff. Once I get over there, I will have even more things to deal with, and then when my year is complete, I’ll have to decide what to do with the rest of my life and future. It’s a crazy time.
I am incredibly excited to be going abroad for a year of my youth, to study, travel and make art. But I am also paralyzed with fear at everything I am leaving behind. While I’d like to think I’m okay with change, it truly does terrify me sometimes. But there will never be a better time than now to chase after my irrational dreams, and I know I will come out at the end of it as a better and improved person than when I left. I am already independent and adventurous, but this year away from America will give me a chance to become even more so, and that is an exciting thought.