thoughts

I’m thinking of when you sat on a white blanket with grass peeking through the threads, and you wore a white dress for our special occasion: a conversation.

My story is not only shaped by spoken conversations or dramatic monologues, but also by my innermost thoughts and the millions of things that tumble through my mind and never leave my mouth.

Studying abroad, as anyone who has ever done it will say, is a more rewarding experience that you could ever imagine it to be. There will be highs (many of them) and lows (these will inevitably crop up) throughout your time, but you will be grateful for all of them.