Una Settimana - One Week

Just one week to go...
Six nights of sleep...
Lots of last minute dates with friends...
Lots of moment when I suddenly realize: it's really going to happen, and really soon too!
And my heartbeat quickens. Though I'm nervously excited, up till now I haven't had a lot sleepless nights about it yet.
When I told a good friend about my nerves she said: "Carolien, don't be to hard on yourself. It's okay to stress, it's part of the package. Also, it's okay to make mistakes. Even if you're in Italy. Relax."
Off course she's right. Bless her. Maybe I should do some of the mindfullnes exercises I learned last year. Accept what is, observe the emotions, the feelings, and watch them evolve, change, etc.

Lots of moments where I play the guitar or the piano and I try to enjoy them as much as possible, because who knows when I will be touching the ivory or the strings again.
I'm continuously going on and on in my mind, what to bring to Italy, and what clothes should I leave. How cold is winter there? How much pair of ski socks do I really need? Do I want to look pretty in clothes, do I want to be comfortable in clothes, do I .... Well you know, I'm just being a typical woman.

Last week I said goodbye to my best friend. We know I'm not a cry-kind-of-person.
But if I could, I probably would've. Sure felt like it.

By the way, for all the Dutch people who are wondering: I'm not giving a goodbye party. I've said my goodbyes to everyone in person. Or at least, I've tried.

This post is a bit chaotic. Which is right, because my mind is equally chaotic these days.
I'm going to enjoy this last week, or try at least!
But I do hope this constant rain will stop (something I will definitively not miss!!!)