Calm Before Storm

I have to say, as much as I love being back in the city, after a year (today marks it), I'm already getting the itch again. Y'know, that itching, that bug in the brain, the bee in the bonnet, these feet are twitching to be off again. Not now, or tomorrow, or next month, but soon enough. Somehow, eventually, this here girl will be on the road again. And where to? It seems as though New York City is tugging at me, as it has at the best of them. From there, maybe Paris, somewhere in France, somewhere in Italy, somewhere off this continent I've been my whole life.

I don't know if school for a straight five or six years is really ahead of me. There's something bigger, I think, and I need to figure out what it'll be.