wanderlust

When you go back to your home country you have different feelings. You feel different, you know you are different, you have grown up and you want everybody to see it. Most of the times, though, nobody sees it and it sucks. You feel like nothing changed, you did, but your city is the same as when you left it, the places you go are always the same and it almost feels like you didn't actually stayed abroad for one year, it seems like you've only dreamt about it. You are happy, too. But just for a couple of days.  You want to feel different, you want others to be like "hey dude, you've changed" but it seems like the only thing they can do is saying "say something in English". The thing that hurts more is that they don't understand that you didn't go on vacation. It wasn't that easy. You may have posted pictures on social media about happy moments during your exchange year and they saw only those ones. They don't know what's behind those

Everything started with a "Francesca, do you want to spend a period of time in the USA?" My mum knew me and knew that it was the biggest dream I have ever had. I always tried to save money because I wanted to go study in America. I wanted to attend an American College, I wanted to live my American Dream and nobody could have stopped me from doing that. But then I have grown up and realize that it was impossibile. I could not go to an American college with that little of money. College is freaking expensive there and unfortunately doesn't take just that little of money. So, when my mum asked me if I wanted to spend a just a little period of time in America, my answer was a huge yes! Of course I wanted to. That's how my journey began. That's how my biggest dream became the best thing I have ever done in my life. I spent one year in Chandler, Arizona and even though I could have been luckier and end up living in New York, San Francisco,  some tropical place in H