morning eyes

natural colors, moss, growing north, the ladys guide to adventure, sunrise, springtime

today’s listenings: ray lamontagne {artist} gossip in the grain {album} with slightly more than a handful of days left in america, i feel myself looking a little closer and for a little longer at the wonderful parts of the life that … Continue reading

the busking challenge – preface

pretty picture of big ben, sunset behind big ben, big ben in london, a walk around london, for the first time, stream of lights and a bridge, westminster bridge, elizabeth tower, a sunset and the thames

i have this crazy idea. one of many, i assure you.. upon my eventual return to london, i have decided to “busk” for at least thirty minutes in an underground tube station, during rush hour. if you are unsure as … Continue reading

hey love

technics turntable, gorgeous turntable, brian eno, vinyl records, old school, listening to music, technics turntable and receiver

things are going really, really well. in the last week, i have felt better {mentally and physically} than i have in a while. not saying that i haven’t been good for a while, now i am just extra good. i … Continue reading

a glimpse of a year

succulents, propagation, plants, nature, beautiful

i won’t be having the perfect new year’s. i’ll be coming straight from work to a local greek restaurant where my family and a band will be waiting, to bid the old year goodbye. most likely, i’ll slip on my … Continue reading

all snowed in

fireplace, snow day, writing, blogging, writer's block, midwest, crazy indiana weather, warm by the fire

since my stateside return, i can happily proclaim that i am okay. i have been using this last month to purge the things that i don’t need and grasp even more tightly, the things people that i do. i have … Continue reading

quick to arrive, anxious to depart

how do i summarize a month of my life in one blog post?
especially when that month has been one of the most sublimely altering patches of my existence?

where do i even begin?

with the people i met? maybe the places i went?

…or with what i am attempting to accomplish at present.
yes, let’s begin there.

October 22, 2013, 8:14 AM (GMT time)
“Congratulations- I am pleased to inform you
that you have been offered a place at City and Islington College!”

*deep breath*
i have never wanted something more than i want this. i have never felt so … utterly enveloped in a fearless sort of freedom. on the 5th of november {remember, remember..} i boarded a plane destined for chicago, and then- to my hometown in southern indiana. that flight, and the hours spent waiting, was one of the most heart-wrenching flights that i will ever endure, i am sure of it. when you find something you want, someone you treasure, or somewhere you adore,
the most difficult thing in the world is letting go.

what i am attempting to do at present [borrow thousands of dollars in loans, obtain a student visa, and move four thousand miles from home] is both an incredible feat- a determiner of my perseverance and skills- and the craziest idea my brain has ever spat up. and i plan on doing it all in less than two months.

wish me luck, lest i lose my mind in the waiting game process.

with all that is yet to come, with the doubts that i have crammed into the dark recesses of my consciousness, i just have a feeling that good news is on the horizon, the same horizon that hits london six hours before illuminating my very own back yard.
for now, i won’t let go of that feeling.

sunrise

 

 

busy seeing the world…

and i prosper.

on recommendation from a lovely new friend in london, i am here, in turin or torino. i have yet to discover why italian cities have italian versions of their city names. i can’t think of another country that does this.
on the first of october, i set out on an eighteen day adventure {my biggest adventure yet} around southern europe.

there is so much to say about my experiences thus far. so much, in fact, that i don’t feel as though i can even begin to write about them.
there is not much time to blog when you’re busy seeing the world.

as for now, i should probably finish my (seventeenth) cappuccino of the day, and give myself back to the beautiful streets of turin.

[by the time i leave italy, i will no longer have blood, but cappuccino, running through my veins.]

i promise, i promise, i promise, hang in there for me. i have so much to write about, just very little opportunity to do so at the moment.

for now, i’ll leave you with pictures.

{barcelona, spain}

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{bergamo, italy}

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{turin, italy}

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i no longer trust anyone who says “growing up is not all it’s cracked up to be” and “wait until you get to the real world.”
growing up is the most fun i have ever had and the real world is more beautiful than anything i could have imagined.

with love,
{rosaliemelin}

turn on, tune in, drop off

it’s cold outside. i know this because my hands feel like ice, even if my core is burning from the walk here. here? just a bus stop, one like many others. but, today is different. in five minutes time, i … Continue reading

planning and patience

it’s the job. it’s the long distance relationship. it’s anything and everything that you won’t take “no” as an answer for.

they say that if you want something {or someone} bad enough, you’ll find a way to make it happen.

let’s just say, with four days left until i depart for an amazing, european adventure, and only thirty nine days until i leave for home, i am testing that theory with every molecule of energy that my body possesses.
if patience was an exhaustible trait, a thing that you only had a limited supply of, all of my patience for the rest of my life will be gone by the time i return home in november.
uncertainty can be a very terrible thing, indeed.

until i leave for barcelona, milan, and budapest, my days here will drift by like falling leaves. all i can do at this point is strap myself in for the ride,
and be patient.

now, to get back to my planning..

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the sound of a thousand cicadas

50 days – 6 hours – 23 minutes until i land on sweet, american soil. august left me in the dust, september is behaving similarly. at this point, i’m not even sure if i want the minutes to speed up … Continue reading