Writing Again

I haven't written much of anything since I returned from a semester of studying in Italy about two months ago. There have been a few times when the thought of continuing my blogging habit enticed me, but then I'd make excuses and put it off. "My life isn't as exciting anymore, who would want to read about it?" I would ask myself. Which, to some extent, is a valid question; after all, my life in Italy was packed full of adventure. But I have a feeling that most of my doubts about blogging were coming from the voice of reentry shock, as the one page mailing from the study abroad office informed me. The short version is this: for the next few weeks, months, or years you will want desperately to talk about your amazing study abroad experience, but, unfortunately, nobody will understand or even want to understand. You will be depressed and will want to return to Europe, but you must believe the yellow paper--these feelings shall subside with time. Well, the feelings haven't subsided quite yet for me. I still manage to bring up Italy in almost every conversation, and often times I feel like people just don't get it. But the other side of this is I know that if I was still in Italy I would be homesick for Minnesota. I guess it's just another case of the grass being greener on the other side, and as long as I'm on this side, I should try to make the best of it.

So here I go; I'm writing again. We shall see what comes of this. I'm hoping to write often enough to be able to focus on the little things that make each day an adventure. It is easy to blog about life's big events, but I want a challenge. This challenge will be giving the little things enough credence in my writing so that they too can seem big.