I've never been anywhere really. It wasn't until my sophomore year of high school that I even left the state of California. My cousins took me on a camping trip to Oregon and then to Arizona, New Mexico and Colorado. Then I caught a wicked case of the wander lust. By senior year, I was determined to live in another state. Colleges flew me out across the country, but the East Coast wasn't a fit, financially or spiritually. So I ended up in Washington, and now I'm leaving the country.
The last four years of my life have been a whirlwind of constant change. I'm unrecognizable from the poofy haired punkess I used to be and I'm still so very unfinished.
In any case, Bloomability is a word from one of my favorite childhood books. It is a non-native English speaker's interpretation of the word possibility. I like it so much more because it conveys the process involved in possibility. It is something natural, a blossoming of sorts. It's my favorite word.
I'm hoping Italy will help me grow as a person, explore the bloomabilities of the universe. Until then, I'm packing up, saying goodbyes and bracing myself for the ride.
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