London in Italy

London in Italy

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"The concept of flying into Rome and going to Pescara, Italy on my own without knowing any Italian, and staying with a family I had never met did come with its own set of fears. But I craved the kind of adrenaline that only comes from exploring on my own. I craved the journey of the new and unknown. The part of my personality that has shaped many of my decisions is my deep fear of being ordinary. That was a force behind not going to college or chasing after a secure job. It haunted me to know that I could die at any moment without allowing myself to live up to my full potential"
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