The past six weeks have been everything but anchored. After renting an apartment for two months in Nijmegen, I stayed in New Orleans (US), Tilburg (NL), Nijmegen (NL), Toronto (CA), Deurne (NL) and Weert (NL). A lthough, since I didn't have a home elsewhere I guess I was “ living" in those places. At one point even my mom had no clue where I was hanging out. I don’t blame her. Once again I pack my stuff today and put it in the trunk of my car. The fact that everything I own, fits in a trunk, gives me an incredible sense of freedom. Today I’m driving to Florence, Italy to stay there for a little bit (although next week there is a quick roundtrip to New York City scheduled). It’s about a twelve hour drive, so I decided to do it in two days, to make the road trip more enjoyable. While playing my favourite playlists on Spotify and listening to some podcasts I notice I’m having mixed emotions about this journey. “Driving to Italy...