T – 45 minutes

I’m unusually calm as I am watching my clock turn closer and closer to my departure from my mom’s apartment. It has been such a strange couple of liminal years as I have attempted to figure out where it is that I truly call “home”. This break has been full of family and friends (and lots of roadtrips); and for that, I am so extremely grateful. But there is something suddenly peaceful about the idea of moving to a different country where I know virtually no one for the next 5-6 months…

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