If we’d never hosted an exchange student, I don’t know what I would be, or if I would have this same urge to go, go, go.
Read MoreThe road took us past a large lake, then sloped up into the mountains, winding tightly along the cliff’s edge, bouncing up and down as the terrain demanded, tilting in places.
Read MoreZach looked back and said that everything looked ok, except there seemed to be something shiny — something that looked like water — on the floor.
Read MoreEverything that I’ve been thinking about just to keep myself going for the last year and a half. The life I’ve been dreaming about is eight hours away.
Read MoreThe last week before I left was just as insane, because all of that was still going on, but I also had a lot of goodbyes to get through.
Read MoreForth of July was the one day every year that I always felt unstoppable. It made me feel empowered, one person supported and held up by millions of people, like every dream I’d every dared to entertain was as close as those fireworks, falling down upon me from the stars.
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