wasn't supposed to be here
So today is the day that I was supposed to have landed in London. It is hard to stop thinking about that. Only a couple of months ago I was under the impression that I had everything figured out for the year to come. I had bought my ticket, I had told everyone I know and I even gave a two months notice at my job. I was supposed to finally do what I have been talking about for so long; finally fulfill a dream of mine to move to Europe and try to survive. Now I am sitting here in a new apartment with a new roommate with a new one year lease and that dream seems far away. It really does seem bittersweet since with putting off this dream of mine I am able to do something that I would never have thought would be possible. I am going to be working for one of the best restaurants in North America and even the world for a mentor of mine. Even if I only peel potatoes for the month that I am going to be there, the experience is not to pass up. Even just being able to watch them would give me a new outlook on the world of fine dining food and culture. Never mind being in one of the most beautiful places, the Napa Valley. So even though I am putting off going to Europe for an undermined amount of time (I am thinking about September but don't want to promise anything just yet) I am doing something equally amazing instead, but I can't help feeling sad that I am not actually on European soil right now hanging out with Michelle.