Grateful, overwhelmed, thankful, pleased, overjoyed, awed, inspired… settled.
It is day 3.
Actually only full day number 2. Already I feel comfortable and snug in this — my — foreign town.
I realize I have only barely begun my journey here. Moments abound where I am truly IN and overcome with the exceptionality of my experience… and then the boot and I just keep stepping along stone streets enjoying the journey to our destination like normal.
A little fatigued but no jet lag.
A little misty about friends far away but no homesickness.
A little awkwardness but no fear.
New and familiar at the same time.
I have spoken before about having an immediate reaction to a city and, well, I just sorta skipped over the part where it was a question of liking it or not. Perhaps it is that I already knew I would be here for a year and I fear I am jinxing it — gratitude, gratitude, gratitude — but I simply glided into Florence and nested.