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Studying Abroad.

As much as I dread to talk about my unpopular opinion on traveling, I decided to keep the idea of studying abroad all to myself. It's to often when my close friends and family have negative thoughts about how they will eventually be 'forgotten.' I wish I could openly talk about how the pleasure for me isn't planning or doing, or leaving; the pleasure is seeing our paths cross and separate and then come back together.

If only they didn't express such exaggerated grief at the idea of my absence. Surely time will pass and their will come a moment where it's as if I never existed in their lives. While I'm gone they might not remember my voice, the color of my eyes, or the conversations that were spoken long ago. Even though they may forget I want to tell them that I won't. I will recall both the, notorious, and disastrous moments we shared together- each and every aspect. Why? Because no matter the circumstances true love overcomes anything- it may or may not be a lie, but if it is a lie, then it's the most beautiful lie that humanity has to offer.

It won't matter how far the distance may be when I study abroad. If I choose to study in a foreign country (or not) they will remain in my thoughts and memory because they matter; and not for a split second should they believe that they seize to be important.

P.S. Mom don't worry as long as I'm alive, I will always return.
~Yours Truly,