The End of a Decade & The Sum of “Weird”
Shh. Listen. Quiet. If you stop just long enough you can hear the ticking of the clock, counting down to the end of a decade. It seems fitting, then, that my third (and most likely last) study abroad experience marks the end of it. Climbing a Baobab Ten years ago, I was twelve years old and had just found out I was transferring schools and moving to the other side of San Jose, thirty minutes away. It had seemed like a world away at the time. Today, I’m preparing to enter the working world, and move into a new home with new roommates in DC. I wonder if ten years from now I’ll be moving too. I returned from Senegal a few days before Thanksgiving, and have spent the time since then with my extended family in Philly, then good friends in DC, and finally back home in California. My last blog post, in the meantime, was pushed on the back burner. And there it continued to sit, as I thought about my time in Senegal and Florida, and what it meant to me.
