Thursday, March 14, 2013

He was headed west from the Cumberland Gap



I have had the most amazing year, full of new cities and life-changing experiences and meeting new people and learning new languages. Two months of my summer working and living and partying in Washington, DC. Three and a half months of the fall living and studying in Paris. Visiting London for a few days. Spring Break spent hiking and building trails in Soddy-Daisy, Tennessee with the greatest group of people ever. I love embracing a change of scenery and living as fully as I possible can, and I love how much I have grown as a result of this incredible year and all the travelling, but it makes coming home bittersweet.

At the end of it all, I am left with more cities to miss, more friends and families and mentors that I don't know if I'll ever see again. My friends and workfamily in DC. My Russian sister in Paris. My fellow Hollins girls in Paris. My host family. My French professors. Spending 24/7 with my Tennessee family, our band of fools, for an entire week. The mountains. Paris in the rain. Walking home alone in DC at 2am. Lunches with my coworkers. Seeing snow for the very first time in Tennessee. Our perfect day off in Chattanooga. Thrift shopping together.

All of a sudden, I miss everyone.

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