My life abroad
<p>It was a sense of naïve optimism that helped me move abroad. At 21, I was ambitious, fearless, and wide-eyed enough to take my chances on starting anew overseas.</p>
<p>Now, I’m celebrating 10 years living as an American expat in Europe. I’ve spent most of the decade living in Prague, where I’m once again based after having moved back earlier this year.</p>
<p>In one way, it feels like it’s been forever since the fateful day that I flew out of the Seattle airport to start a new chapter. After all, so many things, both big and small, have happened during these years. On the other hand, though, it somehow feels like no time has passed since my university days in Eugene. It’s funny — and bittersweet — how time’s relative like that.</p>
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