How Did I End Up Here? …7,283 miles away from home in a country that I’d never even thought twice about visiting, let alone actually living here. Picture it. Atlanta 2014 (if you’re a Golden Girls fan, such as myself, then you totally get that reference and we’re gonna be best friends on this journey). Ok, so picture it. In the midst of an emotional breakdown, one evening, I typed out a text to my mom that said, “Mommy, I think I’m ready to book my one way ticket.” This is an idea I had been throwing...
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