NJ --> LA -> SYD

Study Abroad. Two words i've said and heard for the past...forever, it seems. The day has finally come. It's 6:30 am and my dog Lucy is snoring next to me. My dad has just come in to wake me up and say goodbye before he heads to work. "See you in a few months. Love you."

I've been going to school in Boston for two and a half years now. I've been away from home and rarely get homesick. I'm used to it. But these next few months won't be like the others because this semester i'll be on the other side of the globe.

I wonder if it will actually feel that far. I wonder if i'll miss home. I wonder if i'll feel the same love for Sydney that I felt immediately when I saw Boston. The ability to wonder is the part i'm the most thankful for -- that i've been awarded the opportunity to run wild with it. After all, isn't that the most important part of life? Without a sense of wonder...what is left to look forward to?