Black Sheep is Feeling a Little Numb
Currently, as I am sitting in Telluride, it still doesn't feel real that in one short week I will be living it Italy. I keep expecting to wake up, go to work, sit on my ball chair and google the day away while listening to dispatch calls on my phone... A good reminder of exactly why I am taking this journey - I am bored. As of this morning, I am aware that I will be living with 4 other ladies in the Trastevere neighborhood of Rome, in what can only be described as a shoebox sized apartment. While this is slightly calming to have some idea of my living situation. The unfortunate part is that I have no idea of the age, nationality or anything about these people, other than we share the same reproductive organs. So fingers crossed everyone.