musings of a twenty-something bilingual
I have always had this hope. Hope in my life, hope in what is to come. It helps me to feel anchored, and aligned. This Sunday, I'm heading to CityChurch Lancaster for the first time. I'm excited to see what it's like, as I've been meaning to go for years - except obviously I couldn't… Continue reading faith :: expectant
If things couldn’t get any more infuriating here in Libourne, I woke up on Friday morning with five mosquito bites. I went to bed knowing full-well that one was flying about my room, but it of course did not want to be caught. So I left it, and hid under my duvet (which isn’t really… Continue reading year abroad :: to lose, to find
A month in now. More than a month. And that just seems crazy. Raging hormones, slight homesickness and just general frustration at life have led me for the second time this week to sitting on a park bench crying. But, I have the best view. The bench overlooks a gorgeous old tree whose trunk is… Continue reading year abroad :: emotion
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