I remember deciding my senior year of high school that I would study abroad. I wasn’t sure where, but I knew I would do it. Months later, during that same year, the whole world shut down.
When I eventually was studying at my university, in-person, I still had my same dream, but it had become fervent.
Before my first year of college, I moved across the country, back to the city I was born in. I was excited and ready to be close to my extended family again, but I had no idea what was in store for me.
Studying abroad was the light at the end of the tunnel for me. My first two years of college sucked. There were good moments of course, but it wasn’t what I had expected at all. The pandemic turned the world on its axis.